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.

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