I try to understand.
I try to take the good with the bad and yet some days my soul breaks.
I want to scream.
I want to cry my heart out.
Let my soul be free.
I break inside.
The love of my life, yes, you will always be.
It wasn’t meant to be.
This, so hard to come to reality with.
It’s been a year and seven months.
Not a day goes by that I don’t think of you.
I wonder where you are.
I wonder what you’re doing.
Do you think of me?
Do you miss me?
Are you happy?
Do you regret everything?
Do you regret leaving?
Forever, I’ll miss you walking in the door.
In our home.
I pray for better understanding.
I pray for healing.
I pray for the love we once had to re-enter my life one day.
If I accept it, this I shall not know until the moment arrives.
It is you.
From the moment I seen you
It was always you.
Then and now.
Little by little I try to let go.
I’ll be okay.
I hope you are too.
I pray someday I can come to complete understanding.
Until then, my soul will hang by a thread but believe me I will be okay.
In a movie, I heard, “Love is until the very end”.
This I shall try to live by.
If it was true love we would still be together.
It wasn’t love.
Over and over I try to convince myself. Someday, I pray for that heaven-sent love.
Until now, I will continue to love myself the best I can.
For I am okay.