It’s hard to let go
When you are consumed with wanting to stay connected
Yearning to watch the inevitable downfall
Unless, of course, there isn’t one
Which is a bitter thought to swallow
In fact, it’s a thought that gets stuck in your throat
A thought that you choke on.
The anger is all consuming
Waking up in the morning with hands that ache
Clenched fists throughout the night drains my blood
Like how he drained my heart of love
The ability to love, the belief in love, the hope of love
I am left an unbelieving hopeless romantic
No longer dreaming of dancing in the rain
Just resigned to an acceptance of another.
And so when I see that this dream of mine
The dream that was used to torment and torture me
Is now the reality of another
I feel my jaws and hands tighten
I feel the anger simmer deep in my belly
A feeling that was once so foreign, yet now so familiar.
How quickly I was forgotten,
How swiftly I was replaced
But then I remember
Life is a cycle
Karma is real
The inevitable will happen.
And then I fall asleep.
