I've never felt bad about leaving because I have always been left. That's all folks.
Get over it.
Now there are many people who have been fired. I live by the pink slip. It is by far the greatest the most powerful piece of paper in the world. I've issued so many pink slips its a wonder my fingers aren't perpetually salmon. And I'm not sorry for that. Not a bit. Because I am nothing if not decisive and very clear about when I am ready to cut you out of my life.
Except for once that is. Which is what Olu's poem is about. He's a genius that boy. I couldn't have put it any better if I possessed his lyrical prowess myself.
So it all comes back to the age old question, "La why are you so focused?" Because focusing on what is coming ahead means you don't have to look back at the people you've left standing confused and means you don't have to risk getting attached to someone who you might not be able to let go of until they kill you from the inside.
Sounds like a pink slip that should have been sent a long time ago.