once we walked together
dreaming of something
comforting for all of us
it was a breath of fresh air
i so broken, you so whole
never first, you are first
.
never the first priority
.
we took winding paths
during harrowing situations
you pulled i pushed
maybe it�s better the new way
once we hit a path
a boulder blocking any way around
.
my home is that way
you said almost distantly
as if it were an apology
.
we could push it
you broke it in half
hoping it would get us through
a modern day Sisyphus
.
we cannot push it now
.
you turned to me,
i have people waiting
i know the only way back
is through
.
you stayed to break up the rock
five more minutes
then you can figure it out from there
i reached for a hand once more
you flinched, it was not mine
.
priorities my friend, you understand
there�s essential love and then there�s love
you�re somewhere in between
.
i turned to throw the last piece aside
and then you were gone with the fog
.
alone again, never the first choice
the backup
everyone loves a friend in need
until the first choice is awake again
first choice
second choice
third choice
.
sometimes some words
that allow me to take up space
even for just a few days
.
this is not one of those days
- photo by author
- This is my own work and has not been generated in whole or in part by AI

Oh River this poem is so sad, beautiful, and relatable. My heart ached reading it
Thank you so much, I’m sorry you could relate.