Somebody clearly doesn’t know
the ball and flame way
it ended between us
or else I wouldn’t be invited
to your going away party
but don’t worry.
I have no intentions of going.

I could only be vampiric to the energy,
a constant back of the head thought,
an anxiety ridden reminder
of how a belabored soul breaks
and much as I was longing for one last meeting
to try and talk it all out,
I was never going to force you into it.

I just…I knew, years ago, California wouldn’t happen
but you had already given your heart to it
without ever giving me, or us, a chance,
not that such a chance is ever an obligation.
Still, I wonder how your conversation with God went
a year later, when the leaves turned orange again
and you hadn’t gone anywhere.

Your heart was definitely gone, though.
Not sure it was ever really here, to be honest.
You were always so focused
on where tomorrow was going to take you
that I don’t think you truly appreciated
where today had brought you,
but I’m just one man entangled by unrequited love.

It was only a matter of time
before you found something to replace California,
bringing this chapter to a close.
I do hope you find whatever you’re looking for
and I am happy for this next stage of your career
even if my place
is not to say goodbye.