A Thank You Note

How did I get here?

Well, I’m not too sure.

The one thing I do know

Is that I won’t be “her.”

And there’s nothing left to sew.


So thanks for making it clear

That you’ve found a cure,

That I’m just too slow,

That I was just “her”

And that it’s time to let go.


But no thanks for coming near

Never saying what we were,

Never coming out to show

Whether or not I was “her”

And making me feel so low.


How could you have gotten here?

And just be so sure

About what I don’t know?

Obviously I’m not her

And this is something not to sew.


So thanks for refusing to look this way.

Thanks for ignoring what I say.

Thanks for pretending I don’t exist.

Thanks for letting me know I’m not missed.

Thanks because I’m sick of the game.

Thanks because now I can do the same.


–Written By Sandy Heights

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