Kissing You Goodbye

‘Kissing You Goodbye’

I’m kissing you goodbye again.

I’m saying farewell to heartache.

Should have never came back to you again.

So I leave ‘cause my happiness is at stake.

Never really knew you could be so cold.

Blind sided, I let you cut me so deep.

Let your sunshine and ocean nights grab hold,

And in your strong arms I’d be rocked to sleep.

What a twisted web you spun around me,

Where your light blinded me like night stars.

Wandering through darkness and could not see.

Never really knowing just what we are.

And what we are is a love in the past.

A love that has long fizzled out with time.

A love that I realized would not last.

With hope filled eyes, wanted it to be mine.

So I came back to you with hope in heart.

You treated me like your bitch in waiting,

Like I’d always be around; you were smart.

Los Angeles, you proved you are failing.

Never will I let you hurt me again.

Never again will you make my eyes cry.

Never will change my life for you again.

No, there’s no need for us to ever try.

I’m kissing you goodbye again.

I’m saying farewell to heartache.

Sometimes we have to say a painful goodbye to someone or something, whether it be abusive family members, friends, or even a way of life. This poem isn’t about a person, as you’ve noticed with my other “love poems” that I’ve posted on my site. Here, I’m saying goodbye to an old life, to make way for one that’s new. For it to be nicknamed “The City of Angels,” Los Angeles has proven to have some devilish ways, and has caused me nothing but the blues. Moving on and doing the right thing feels so good.

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About Samara Marie

Having been born and raised in Inglewood, CA, I now proudly call New York City my home. I've been an elementary school teacher a little over 20 years, having taught grades first through fifth. It seems that teaching is what I was meant to do in life, and it is also what I love to do. One of my favorite quotes is by Albert Camus: "Real generosity toward the future lies in giving all to the present." I do give my all to prepare my students to become our future activists, educators, doctors, and the list goes on. The opportunities are out there, and I want my students to grab hold of them.      One of my other passions is writing. I thank my middle school English teacher, Mr. Roger Lawson, for introducing me to poetry writing. He taught me how to use the very powerful tool of written expression, which I value so much. I have writing to thank for getting me through my darkest moments. Writing, along with faith, was my saving grace, while growing up. I don't consider myself a professional writer, but I do use writing as a tool to help me process the heavy weight that the world places on my shoulders sometimes. Writing provides me with another way to express my emotions. Besides my actual voice, writing is my favorite go to tool of self expression.      What else about me? I have a love of music. One of my very first posts on this site was a poem that I wrote about my love of music. I'm someone who has an adventurous spirit. I enjoy everything ranging from sports to shopping (I collect sneakers). I can go from spending time at the beach all day to watching sports all day. I've been a WWE fan since I was a kid. I may live in New York, but I will always be a Dodgers fan. Working out is a must for me. I love to read, I love to learn, I love people, and I love life. I have many more interests. There's several layers of me. At the end of the day, I love and I am proud of the person that I see in the mirror.
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