Ottawa, Poetry by Forrest Jamie

WILDsound Writing and Film Festival Review

Genres: Friendship, Hurt, Painful, Sad, Abandoned

Ottawa (10.27.2015) by Forrest Jamie

I can’t make you miss me.
I can’t pull the words from your throat
and I sure as hell can’t make you care.
I can’t sit you down in front of me and beg for honesty
and I can’t make you listen.
That’s the hardest part, I think.
And I was terrified of it – knowing I’d have to
let you go the next time you came around.
But more than that, I think what scared me most
was you never coming back. Finally.
That whatever it was that kept me dear to you
would vanish and you would just stay gone.
Lo and behold,
my nightmare is now my reality.
So why?
Why did you promise and why did you break it?
Why didn’t you call and why haven’t you come back?
You always came back.
And as much as…

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