Let Him Go.

Preface: This is a few weeks old, maybe. I really like the way it rhymes, even if its not even.


I’m begging, let him go.
I can’t bear the thought of sharing you.
I want so badly to be all you see.
Look me in the eyes,
And tell me you’re not compromised.
That it’s never been him when it could’ve been me.

I’m frightened; let him go.
He lingers in the back of my brain,
Like an image burned too bright.
It should have faded.
The monster should have vanished when I turned on the light.