falling out (3 cubed)

like a parabola,
down, up, down,
out, in, out.

you are still
in the middle
but i have

reached the end.
well, yes i
have changed. that

happens. i do
not know what
is different, but

whatever it is
it is. do
not fret and

worry, we are
only 15 and
there is much

time ahead, because
i knew it
would not last

forever but did
you? dear, i
have moved on.

darling, i have
changed. i can
not lie like

i used to
oh so easily
and i have

learned that i
do not have
to live with

pain like i
would have done.
and so, i

have fallen out.
and i will
push you down

the slide and
out the other
end where someone

else waits to
begin the cycle
once more. someday

you will find
yourself stuck at
the top like

a ferris wheel,
and she will
be there too,

her ferris wheel
stuck beside yours
and you will

simply know that
she was the
other, waiting for

you, she who
had fallen out
and in and

back out again.
so just remember
that, because it

is not a
lie. nobody is
alone, matchless, like

the single sock.
just sometimes they
never find each

other. that is
what this was,
and we have

learned that we
simply are not.
i hope this

is not a
surprise, but it
is the truth.

and i leave
you with this:
g o o d b y e.