If The Shoo Fits

Once upon a winter
I gave him my heart
Only to be torn apart

Taking me for granted
Over the next two years
He did not hold me dear

So, I cut him loose
But he keeps coming back
So many times now I’ve lost track

At first I told him face-to-face
When he refused to go
I documented it with a video

When that didn’t work
I prayed to God above
Still he declared his undying love

Desperation drove me
To be seen out with another
He wasn’t even bothered!

Outside yelling, “Mi Amore!”
After I changed the door key
How obvious must I be?

Again, I threw him out
Dang —
Harder to rid than a boomerang

I resorted to moving
A great distance away
Still, he calls, “Hey…”

Proclaiming I am his forever
Aware I’m quite a catch
He’s simply not my match

I have kept my promises
As my word is my vow
My only response is “Wow.”

He wouldn’t plan a life together
Yet, he doesn’t want a life apart
A place for cowards, not my heart

~Just L (October 16, 2018)

Author’s Note: A reflection on walking away by  @corsetandlaces on Thought Catalog

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I am learning to walk away from the love that hurt me. That deciding to end something prematurely instead of fighting to the absolute end doesn’t mean that I’m weak. That sometimes I have to think of myself first instead of loving blindly and waiting hopelessly for someone else to. I am learning to accept the finality of goodbye and seeing the beauty in it. For goodbyes are lessons that build me into the strong, resilient person I am today. They are the reasons why I believe that fresh beginnings come after the most gut-wrenching losses. So, I am learning to walk away. To move on. I’ll remind myself that as wonderful as a person you are, you’re just not the right one for me. I’ll tell myself everyday that I’m doing the right thing because for my new life to begin, I have to let you go. I’ll keep on living and continue to focus on my healing and peace of mind. I am learning to heal my own broken heart instead of waiting for someone else to save me. In the pit of despair, in the darkest hour, and on the verge of falling apart, I am learning to hold onto the tiny spark of hope that lies within me to never give up. I am learning to trust in my strength — that I am strong enough to survive this. I am learning to accept that ultimately at the end of the day, I’m the only one who can pull myself together and heal the hurt inside. I am learning to have faith in the higher power and that whatever I’m going through now, there is a reason for it. I’m trusting that I’m where I am meant to be. I am learning to be patient and accept that recovery isn’t linear and there are going to be difficult days, but that I am always growing within them. I am learning how to accept the finality of goodbye, and how to see the beauty in it. Because walking away is the best thing I can do for myself. And slowly day by day, I am starting to see why. Words: @corsetsandlaces Photo: @mvb

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