Wishing well.

I stand at the edge of the well, looking down as I toss rose petals one by one. I watch as they slowly drift away. I kiss each petal before I left it go. With each petal I remember something about you. Wondering if you’ve ever done the same.

I’ve kept my head above water as we’ve begun to sink, yet I have to let you go. I’ve tried to live this life alongside you. I’ve tried to be everything you’ve wanted me to be. But I’ve failed. I can’t be that person. The one who sits back to watch life pass by; the one who has a head full of dreams and millions of excuses for not following them. That isn’t who I was created to be. I’m meant for more than this. My life and dreams have more value than you can see.

I want you to wish me well. I want to be happy for one another, even if our paths have turned separately. I want you to look me in the eye and say you’ll be okay. I want to be free.

Your aspirations have consumed me. They have driven the fibers of my mind in a way that has shattered the light of my own. I’ve followed you down every road to become the person you desire to be. In the meantime, I’ve pushed away every want I’ve ever had so that you could fly.

My heart is broken. My soul is longing to be fulfilled by my own fate. I have nothing left to give, for you’ve gathered all that I’ve ever had.

Let me go. I’ll always wish you well.


  1. Sadah on March 5, 2018 at 6:45 pm

    This is beautiful.

  2. By the Left Hand on March 5, 2018 at 6:33 pm

    Lovely work