Loss is an amputation.
It severs essential pieces,
leaving behind a different being.
I don't still love you. The pain of that loss has subsided. The grip you had on my heart is gone.
But the piece you tore from me, the part of me that you so cruelly ripped away, that will never return. The wound has healed, the pain is gone, but I will never be the same as I once was.
You damaged me & there is no returning to the way I once was. I have to learn to adapt to the way I am now.
I have to hope that the damage you caused isn't my complete undoing.
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