For J

Little Man

you have a lot

of growing up to do

the temper flares

are ugly

 

I picture you stomping your foot

like a baby

it would be funny

if I wasn’t so frightened

 

that glare you gave through the dark

when you saw another man

with his arm around me

reminded me why leaving you

was the right thing to do

 

Little Man

loving does not mean

squeezing tight

loving means

letting go

 

 

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