Sorting Out Thoughts

[theburdened]

Another voice in my head wonders
“Why would he ever need to face the world alone?”
Maybe he’s preparing for my death
Maybe he wants to learn how to be strong when I’m not there
“But why would you die so soon?
And why, why would he need to learn that now?
When he has the chance to live every day with you?”
He says it’s not about me, not about us
“But you’re involved in his decision”
He says it’s his issues alone
“But why would he face them alone when he has you?”
You know how we all like to be on our own sometimes
Even I do too
“Not true, not away from him”
Everyone needs some space to sort out their thoughts
Like what we’re doing now
“we’re trying to sort out his thoughts, not yours”
Whatever
I guess it doesn't matter now
No letter, no emails, no long conversations would lead anywhere
I should just do what he couldn't
Tell him I’m going away
He just can’t say the words
But he already made up his mind
Along time ago it seems
And I know that if he reads this he’d think I’m making it about me
He just doesn't understand that I’m a part of him