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The Right To Choose (Boston 1/15)
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For Broken Hearts It was supposed to be
We made it together
with intent
I carried it
so carefully
nourished it
with my very lifeblood
He spoke to it
so tenderly
lips against my belly
whispering our dreams
We lay in bed
Big spoon
little spoon
(tiny spoon)
We cherished it,
its possibilities
without ever truly knowing it
And now, I’ve gone and lost it
I loosened my grip
I lost it for both of us
Failed all three of us
There is nothing now
but pain and memories
where hope once grew
He tells me
it wasn't for us
that it's better like this
But his words ring flat
and although I hear them
I can't listen
The ugly truth is
I made a choice
a thoughtless, careless,
rash decision
and now I must live with the consequences
Waking each day, barren
my hand fluttering absently
to my womb
Recoiling at its utter
emptiness
I’ll never believe
we couldn’t have kept it
But I must own my decision
live with the regret
and forever apologize
(for B, whom I couldn't keep)
