Had to Be Done

I wish I could find you .... to thank you

for running back to me when you did

I knew you wouldn’t leave me

in the dark for long

I knew that someone had to care

and it must have been you

I wanted to be right

I felt that I had to be

until I reached out for your hand

only for the cheeks of my fingers to hit a glass window

I was just a tempting item that you spotted in a vending machine

an option that you could turn down for another

you made me feel like burying myself

thinking you would never miss me

yet....you were still the one that I missed

I wish that I could mention your name

but it seems I have forgotten it

back then I assumed that I could never

but I want to give credit

when asked how I still smile

how I can now love and be loved

after you drained red from my every vein

I really wish I could thank you

for crumbling me in your palm like paper

so that I could be picked up

so that I could be kissed and healed

so that I could learn what real love is

after comparing it to what you did to me

but no hard feelings

you did what had to be done