The easy thing would be to tell you
that he wasn’t special,
that there are plenty of fish in the sea,
that time heals everything.
Half-truths,
empty phrases.
But if you want honesty,
I know how hard it is to have your heart broken.
When you gave everything,
more than you could afford to lose.
When you gave so much,
you almost lost yourself.
I tell you this because I’ve been there,
where the soul bleeds without end,
Where the days turn gray
just by wondering
what you did wrong
to make him leave.
Where you waited for that call,
that voice saying he wanted to talk,
that you still deserved to walk together,
side by side.
But now, I want to tell you,
life goes on,
even with a broken heart.
You’ll hear songs that tell your story,
but one day, it will just be a story forgotten.
One day, you’ll say his name without pain,
but with gratitude.
Because he made you stronger
than you already were.
Because life and destiny
will lead you to real love.
But today,
conquer yourself with the same passion.
Give yourself
all the love you were ready to give.
Take yourself to dinner,
dress up,
buy yourself gifts.
Love yourself like no one ever has.
Want yourself like no one ever did.
Desire yourself like no one ever will.
Sorry, but with this poem,
I scratched the wound, and it started bleeding again.
