Recapitulation

if i could sum up my life
in one sentence,
it would be:
i watch people walk away.
because that’s pretty much what
it comes down to;
watching people walk away
from me.
i don’t know if they mean to
or not – i don’t think
i want to know – but
it’s what they do. they
walk away. they turn their
backs on me.
there are some things i wish
i was brave enough to say,
but who could i say them to?
who could i say them to
when i’ve spent so long
watching people walk away that i
no longer know who’ll
stay?