I Will Not Always Love You

 

I will not always love you.

This isn’t a Whitney Houston song.

 

I don’t wish you well.

Your careful escape taught me not to.

 

I won’t find someone like you.

Your trauma is singular and distinct.

 

I won’t feel better tomorrow.

It often takes another week to normalcy.

 

I won’t blame myself.

You are part of a great circle of disappointments,

the kind that leech like wildlife.

 

I am still worthy of love,

though it will never ever be at the

altar of your bad religion.

© 2019 by J.B. Golden Group, LLC.

James B. Golden

Salinas Poet Laureate