11/6/18
It’s weird not
Telling you
Goodnight tonight.
I wonder if
You’re scrolling
And swiping
(mostly left)
To take your mind
Off it too.
-Sarah Clinton
Tag: letting go
Time’s Up, and All Too Soon
11/6
Good God,
Is it really, truly
Time
To start thinking
Of letting you go?
-Sarah Clinton
Ironic
11/3/18
It is ironic that
I helped pick you up,
Returned you to your feet again,
Only for you to walk away
Toward her.
And her.
And her.
-Sarah Clinton
Cheers
12/20/17
It’s okay to drink
If wine is all that’s keeping you
From falling to your knees
At the feet of a man
Who is unworthy
Of kissing the ground you walk upon.
-Sarah Clinton
Vapor
February 7, 2018
You are more vapor than gust, now.
The only remnant of your presence
Appears at nightfall
When the world is all but asleep
And the wind carries along a whispered memory
That, when day breaks,
Is shoved aside
Like those old dreams
Of you and I.
-Sarah Clinton
Into the Arms of An Older Man
D. certainly threw me for a loop–both when he appeared and when he unceremoniously left (and then, of course, began doing the very same thing to another woman while lying to me about it, but that’s another story). Despite the short time we’d known each other, his leaving without any acknowledgement or offer of closure hit me harder than perhaps any other dating snafu since my early twenties. I had stopped eating, started drinking, and was pretty much a mess overall.
Repeating Life’s Lessons Until They Are Learned
If there is anything I think I finally, finally need to thoroughly learn this year, it is to stop trusting men I care about more than I trust my own intuition. “Always trust your gut” is an adage I’ve heard probably from the time I could walk, but it’s a lot easier said than done when going with your gut means acknowledging that someone you love, admire, esteem, etc., is lying to you or simply isn’t who you thought they were.
Charting My Own Waters
Perhaps that’s why it hurt so
When you left.
You had become
My guiding light
The bookends of my days
My Compass.Ever the captain,
I resumed my rightful
Place at the helm
Readjusted the sails
And set course for
A paradise of my own making.
–Sarah Clinton
Leave the Table
When he tries to have his cake and eat it too,
I urge you to leave the table
Wholly unconcerned
With whether or not he will starve.
–Sarah Clinton
Dating Deal-Breakers: Ladies, Know When to Run
So I’ll be the first to say that I don’t necessarily have the best luck with men (if you’ve followed my writing for very long, you can attest to this). Some of that is because I—a coach through and through—tend to see people’s potential, forgive mistakes, and assume that everyone I meet is generally trying his or her best from their own current level of consciousness.