Open ending, open wounds

And you showed me so many things

Bon Iver and your movies

about God and the universe

and we shared your earphones 

After school, after hours

I thought we shared so many things

I remember how that little girl must have felt

I remember because I still feel like that sometimes

All the hope, the disappointment

Some days it washes over me all over again

I'm beginning to understand

That cowardness speaks louder than words

And that you made your choice

And I must make mine every day

Choose me, love me

Like in the movies but not really

In a novel we would have had resolution

But we are like those movies you liked 

With an open ending

With the open wounds

open to interpretation

Lazy, uncompromising

And I feel like that little girl

When I see someone who kind of looks like you

Or when you choose to reappear out of the blue

With the open wounds

You don't even know me any more

I'm so much better cause I'm free

from almost everything, that is

So I'm writing the ending right here

Definitive and brave,

All the hope

I choose for me

I choose me, I love me.

Thanks for the memories.

M