Company
I give my dying passions a warm goodbye,
thank you for helping me.
They are loves I’m no longer fixated on,
unfinished stories with pens drying beside them
and movements I grew away from
In leaving them all I forged an extension of myself;
an incomplete project is still worth commendation
for once it kept me company
and that’s all there is to it
I’m no longer frustrated by what I stop doing,
lose interest in,
simply abandon
For my heart knows when it means a lack of effort
and that is a different story
But to the things that faded away with time,
I appreciate what you did for me.
And I look forward to what I’ll embrace in the future
while holding tight to my current loves
as if I’ll never let them go.