When someone doesn’t want to stay
(F. Galaz, 2023)
Sometimes people say that in order to become who we want to be, we have to leave a part of ourselves behind, that part was him. I knew he was part of me, from the first time I stayed up smiling, trying to name what I felt, thinking I was starting to fall in love with a total stranger.
I kissed him so fiercely, clung to his sides. I put my heart in my mouth and handed it to him in a kiss, I should have known he wouldn’t stay.
Time has passed and even though now the pain of being without him feels like a broken leg, I’ve learned to walk with it. Although sometimes, walking with a broken leg seems easier than this feeling inside.
