Beloved fight your urge to dedicate words of song
and poetry, without actions they will remain forever…
Beloved abandon your passionate soliloquies, strangers
do not care to hear of my magnificence.
Beloved discard the thought of building great monuments
of love to me, eventually all structures will crumble
Beloved stop conjuring me up in your mind, those memories
are no longer yours to enjoy.
Beloved avoid meaningless apologies, your broken promises
are their crypts.
The door is open.
Your future lies in wait.
It’s time to walk away…