You have left me questioning;
closed doors were reopened
and I find myself in limbo, again.
The healing process is slowed by your ripping
the band aid off, fast and without warning.
Why?
Why pull me into the
doubts you may be having?
I found a small place in my heart to store
my disappointment, while I placed
your happiness, your joy, your future
at the forefront.
It was not easy, but I did it.
Why?
Why disrupt the progress?
Why tell me things were best when we were together?
Why make me question your happiness,
when it was the one salvation I had for a breaking heart?
2 comments:
I love it, especially the last two lines. I hope you chose to work more with poetry so I can read it!
Well written, but makes me hurt for you..... such a contrast of reactions on my part.
{{Hugs}}
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