• You are my dream deferred
    I have set you aside like an old toy on a shelf
    You will stay there, staring
    At me; willing me to pick you
    Up again. But I will not.
    I am happy with who I am, and
    I do not need any more heavy baggage.

    I will stare back and wait for you to
    Smash into a million pieces,
    And scatter like leaves in a gust.

    You will, because I want you to.
    I will not cry for you, because it would waste
    My precious tears. They are meant for other things.
    Perhaps better, perhaps worse, but not for you.
    For you are my dream deferred, and I will soon forget you.