your letter, signed

by Elizabeth McGinn


Poetry


man shooting a basket
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by Marelle Hipolito ’22

The flashbacks come back in a blur
All the good times, and the ones that hurt
Every phone call and basketball game
Each smile and each touch of pain 

But when the rain starts to pour down hard
I wash myself clean from all the scars
And move on to the next chapter of my life
But I leave you behind, a letter unsigned 

I gave you everything I was
All I had without a pause
It hurts that I’m always the first to make amends
It hurts cause we’re so close to the end

I used to go through photographs of times we laughed
And when we bet on the NBA draft
But I don’t feel the need anymore
To sing that song we sang with the windows down
Cry like when I told you about my hometown because
That’s all behind a closed door

And now when the rain starts to pour down hard
I trust that time will heal all my scars
And move on to the next chapter of my life
But I leave you behind
And your letter, now signed 

 


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