Thank You, But No

Just Say No

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Thank you, but no.

I will no longer read your letters

nor will I listen to your voice.

Goodbye has been said.

Overflowing are my head and heart

of the words you’ve spoken that pierced them both.

So long, too long, I listened and heard

the rantings and manipulation you spewed forth

lectures really–of your ideas and defenses.

Too long, so long, you tried to convince me

that I was wrong and mistaken in my thinking.

Words were twisted and used against me.

Trust and faith were tools of your trade,

but they were mine that you took and

carelessly mishandled.

Delicate and sacred, I gifted them to you,

but they were not valued nor kept secure.

I hadn’t noticed when our passion ignited

that you were unbalanced and suffering then.

I looked ouside and didn’t see clearly,

instead of noticing my reality within.

Young lust had won out.

I had to learn,

a lesson of self worth;

it sure was hard won.

But now I can say,

Thank you, but no.

My entry to dVerse Poets, Open Link Night:

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  1. Sometimes that is all that needs to be said, thank you but no and on you go…well said!


  2. GOOD for you!!

    Saying no and moving on are such gifts to us.

    Wait, was this fiction?

    Either way, great message and well told.


  3. dang, way to break it off…would love to hear this one read…can feel the finality of it…unable to put up with one more letter or gesture…great flow…


  4. “I hadn’t noticed when our passion ignited

    that you were unbalanced and suffering then.” … I love this! : )


  5. This is so SO my first marriage! Someone else’s I spoke with today as well, and it’s odd how we allow ourselves to be manipulated until we wake up and realize the scales have tipped so ridiculously that we’re sliding off the plate… and then starts the real battle… not making the exact same mistake again! Lovely, and sad, Gayle. Love, Amy


  6. Thank you…yes, yes,yes, this is perfect!


  7. An exceptional description of a destructive situation.
    So deep and insightful … well done, Gayle, as always,
    Hugs, Izzy xoxoxo


  8. This feels like a little piece of deja vu to me, Gayle.


  9. “rust and faith were tools of your trade but they were mine that you took and carelessly mishandled.”
    Man oh man have I been diwn this road! Amazing execution of this painful emotion…execution in many forms because you killed it! Brilliant! Love it!


  10. Trust and faith were tools of your trade,
    but they were mine that you took and
    carelessly mishandled.
    Delicate and sacred, I gifted them to you,
    but they were not valued nor kept secure.

    I’m sorry to hear this is real but glad that you ended it.


  11. a great but difficult boundary to set for me at times. glad you were able to here.


  12. Good for you….hard to go through but you will come out better for having through it … No one will be able to do it again!


  13. Oh my! ~ been there also ~ No means No! Glad to hear that you have broken free ~ It took me over thirteen years to say, thank you but no ~
    ♥ ஆ ~.^


  14. Learning to value one’s self…sometimes so hard to do…
    Well captured 🙂


  15. Excellent, Gayle! Clapping for this one. I really like the ending. “Thank you, but no.” Perfect.


  16. once you know that your trust is being used to manipulate you you are liberated. the pain is immense but the freedom is well earned.

    i am happy that you blew away that veil from your eyes and started to live again.



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