Oh my stars do I have a hard time letting go.
I love so fully and openly that my heart is just made up of little chunks of
people
places
things
sounds
smells
feelings
And when I have to let something go I feel like I took a chisel and cracked off a
little tiny piece of my heart.
And it throbs.
But as days melt into weeks I forget it hurts.
It doesn't stop hurting, I just forget.
but when I remember you,
it all comes back,
not like an echo but like a scream,
and the only way to silence it is
to forgive you.
You don't feel sorry.
If you did, you didn't tell me.
But holding on to you hurts.
It feels like I'm gripping at flames.
So I forgive you.
Don't come back to apologize,
And don't worry about me (not that you would)
I'm not burnt.
And maybe there is a little scab on my heart.
But scabs heal up pretty quick.
And you don't need to apologize because
I
Forgive
You.
But I also
Choose
Me.

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