bittersweet
bittersweet
It’s for the best. That’s what they always say. How can that be when part of my heart is with you.
I try to hold my head up. To convince myself, it will be ok.
But my heart and my soul have a void.
The memories. The hopes. The words… Just an echo.
I feel hollow. The intensity of my affection has turned into intense sorrow.
The what if. The why. The wondering. Are all consuming.
What was the purpose? The lesson? What was my part?
My insufficiency?
My mistaken belief?
But in it all so much gratitude.
So much serenity… For a few short months things were as I dreamt. I had the honor of a genuine soul in my world.
Maybe it was just to teach me… To not give up (when right now that is all I want to do) To continue.
There is no anger. No angst. Only sadness. Grief. Only a simple prayer that you are not feeling the same.
I never want your heart to hurt.
No, I will carry that burden for it is my constant companion… You deserve freedom. Peace. Contentment.
My only hope for this … Your betterment. Always.