Pit stop
Not surprised by a convenient way some have to immerse themselves into my life only to withdraw so fast. I have come to understand a great many pieces of people.
Seek and dive is how they work. Even in the tides of great scars they make it possible to divide all parts of the mind. Clearly that was an intense need inside of them.
With that all I can repay them with is kindness, love and great sorrow. I pity them to the grandest of extremes. Only for the factor of that they felt it necessary to dig into my life again.
It's a sadness they hold within themselves. A tide I hope washes them clean of whatever is breaking them apart. This sudden departure is no shock to me.
I used to hold great esteem for them until I recognized just how empty they were. Such a sorrow. This intensity they project. And what can i do to help? For that is what I desire the most, to give.
At last when my tears shed because I know this time around I don't hurt anymore. I just hope greatly. And knowing that I can pick up my pieces.
Carrying forward. Understanding that I am much stronger than before. Entirely grateful for the turbulence that they gave.
As I listened to the silence they gave I celebrated within myself, the kindness I had bestowed upon myself. Gentleness I didn't have before. Even as the wind knocked my breath from me, I still swayed with the calm of the breeze.
It's just remarkable how much someone can damage someone such as me but I still am capable of loving, moving on. Forgiving.
And as I sit here, I am grateful for that slap of reality. Never surprised because that isn't something they could give me.
I am happy for their pit stop. Grateful they deemed me worthy of a glance. But as I let a tear or two slide I am realizing just how different we can be.
Truly good hopes and dreams for those who stumble in my pathway. Good life I hope for you all. Don't worry about me, I carry on without you, very well
Seek and dive is how they work. Even in the tides of great scars they make it possible to divide all parts of the mind. Clearly that was an intense need inside of them.
With that all I can repay them with is kindness, love and great sorrow. I pity them to the grandest of extremes. Only for the factor of that they felt it necessary to dig into my life again.
It's a sadness they hold within themselves. A tide I hope washes them clean of whatever is breaking them apart. This sudden departure is no shock to me.
I used to hold great esteem for them until I recognized just how empty they were. Such a sorrow. This intensity they project. And what can i do to help? For that is what I desire the most, to give.
At last when my tears shed because I know this time around I don't hurt anymore. I just hope greatly. And knowing that I can pick up my pieces.
Carrying forward. Understanding that I am much stronger than before. Entirely grateful for the turbulence that they gave.
As I listened to the silence they gave I celebrated within myself, the kindness I had bestowed upon myself. Gentleness I didn't have before. Even as the wind knocked my breath from me, I still swayed with the calm of the breeze.
It's just remarkable how much someone can damage someone such as me but I still am capable of loving, moving on. Forgiving.
And as I sit here, I am grateful for that slap of reality. Never surprised because that isn't something they could give me.
I am happy for their pit stop. Grateful they deemed me worthy of a glance. But as I let a tear or two slide I am realizing just how different we can be.
Truly good hopes and dreams for those who stumble in my pathway. Good life I hope for you all. Don't worry about me, I carry on without you, very well
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