I said goodbye
to my share of women.
Some I loved
some of whom loved me.
once in a while
it was mutual.
some of them I left
with regrets,
sometimes I took
them with me because
they seemed
portable
.
I have left things unsaid
desires unmet
plans incomplete;
left with my head held high,
my tail between my legs,
others searching for answers
sometimes, just because,
other times, who knows.
I have said goodbye
to my share of women.
What they said to me
is probably better unspoken