I was at one point so in love with him,
Now i recoil and shutter at his touch.
My stubborn self has passed the thresh hold of return i think,
I feel better than ever being free of it.
i don't love him like that anymore,
i don't hate him,
I'm not indifferent,
I am at peace.
it is sad to let go of these deep wants,
but i didn't let them go just because of him.
i let the go because they were my captor all along.
i realize now that there are things in life that are bad, but just as good.
i wont ever be so blindly in love again, which is sad BUT
i think now i know what i want and don't want
and my eyes are open.
my only guilt as it usually is for women is the fact
that i told the little boy inside of him, that i will always be there to sooth.
what i didn't realize is that is not my job. he wants it that way
and what a job to take on as a partner.
the thing that floors me is that i don't miss the sick at all.
now that i know what it is. I do miss the innocents
but i think some thing new is growing in the place of its absents.
i feel bits of myself resurfacing
parts of me i haven't felt in so long.
Now i have to learn how to live with my free spirit and still protect myself.
I'm not in life prison anymore! new motivation
i feel like now i can let other things in to inspire me.
all the great cliches of the wise accepted.
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