The Turtle
I was given a gift by someone I truly loved,
A little green turtle,
Something I could put on my key ring.
She had one too,
And it made our love grow stronger,
Knowing that when we weren’t together,
We were still connected.
She left, and I kept the turtle near me,
Afraid that if I let it go,
Then I’d let her go.
She told me she didn’t love me anymore,
That her turtle was lost,
And I was stuck with a decision
Keep the turtle,
And always be reminded of what I lost
Or toss it away,
And hopefully forget…
I can’t keep this turtle,
But I can’t lose it either,
So by default, It remains by my side,
And it hurts every time it clinks against my keys