My body is weak and my heart is hanging on by its last string
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The faith and hope that once was so easily attainable is lost and I do not know where to go to regain strength or find a home
you were my home,
you were my strength and now without you my body is more frail than ever. The cold cripples me without having you to wrap myself in.
The hardships of life or never ending and with each punch that God throws at me, I become weak and vulnerable
Easily susceptible to fall into immoral behavior
I need something, someone, I need you
Count the days you said you would love me, was there ever any truth to your words?
You said you wouldn't and you did.
At this point my chest is aching and my Love, nor your love is needed to patch up any old wounds.
Better I will be, I will grow and find new loves, I will try new loves
No more hiding, waiting for someone like you to come along to heal me.
Words are met with actions.
So, keep lying to yourself to get by- time can only heal you if you will let it. I am welcoming time by not counting the days you have been gone-
Allowing myself to become something more than an object to reminisce.
I am worthy of so much more than just your love