If you love someone let them go and watch them soar

we hurt each other while learning from each other

but you’ll always be my sailor even if we had to sail away

we met each other for a reason and it was only meant to last a season

and I’ll always love you but not in a romantic way

I’ll always have love for you because you were made perfect in your own way

I loved you so I had to say goodbye

And when we met again, you were flying so high

It meant so much to me that you apologized because I knew how deeply you were hurting on the inside

I was always meant to be a lesbian but I’m so grateful for what our relationship had been

I broke up with you as the clock stroke 12 on our one-year anniversary, oh that was so hard for me

I let go of your hand to hold my own

You let go of my hand to stand on your own

You joined the navy to survive

I’ve read articles on how you push DEI

I cry seeing you thrive

I smile knowing I had the chance to call you mine

Did you know I pray for you to fulfill your destiny?

To be the best husband and father you can be

You flew to Baltimore to help me when I was at my worst

You cleaned my apartment that was filthy because my depression and anxiety was overwhelming me

You sat on the phone with me when I didn’t know if I wanted to die, the suicide helpline couldn’t hold a candle to your kind

But you also inherited a kind of pettiness that broke me

You were hurt that we didn’t stay up late playing video games and laughing

That moment was the beginning of the end

We broke up because I had nothing left to give

I had to put my mask on first and I was running out of oxygen

I stifled your growth by trying to be your girlfriend and your mom

My bad, that’s my cancer stellium

In Milwaukee, Wiscahnson I was born on June 23, 2000 at 4:13 am

I don’t hold any of your actions against you and I hope you do the same for me

I’d fight to the death to defend you

No one can say shit about a relationship between us two

I didn’t want to tell my friends about our problems because they were related to your traumas

But I felt so confused about what to do so I opened up to two

We were at Ms. Shirley’s when I spilled the tea

They didn’t know what to think

They didn’t pressure me to end it but my girls knew it was for the best

They let me come to the decision on my own

They’re my soul sisters; I’ll be the first to prepare their thrones

If our ships crossed in the night, could you not think of what you miss

Could you see my signal and recognize my voice but not start to reminisce

Would you cherish what was while honoring what is

On this ocean called life, I don’t know if our ships will pass again in the night

So, hush sailor and listen to the silence