Part Poem/Part Blog.
In the realm of love's tangled web I dwell, A heart once bound, now shattered, as I tell, The tale of a love that couldn't endure, A bittersweet goodbye, so painful, so pure.
To sever the ties is an agonizing choice, To silence the echoes of my love's tender voice, With each step, I carried a burden so deep, The wounds of my love, forever to keep.
I am sorrow, I am storm, torn between my choices, my heart is forlorn. For in letting go, I'm consumed by despair, The pain of the one I love, we now share.
I'm trapped in this paradox, a heartbreak's dance, Where both sides of the coin hold pain's expanse, A double-edged sword that pierces the soul, Two shattered halves, never to be whole.
But though the sorrow seeps into my core, I hold onto hope, as I've done before. For in breaking apart, we find a chance to heal, To forge a path where love can reveal.
Though I'm heartbroken, and the road seems long, I'll rise from the ashes, resilient and strong. My love may falter, but it will never truly die, And in time, we'll find solace beneath the vast sky.
So let us heal, both me and the one I adore, Mending the fragments, as we have before. And if fate allows, our paths may align, Rekindling love's flame, at some future time.
I know it's normal for sadness and anger to appear in the forms of stubbornness and stand-offishness, but it still hurts to be on the receiving end. Being the the heartbreaker has all the same pain attached as being the heartbroken, but you also have to endure the pain they feel too. A long time ago, I once asked on this blog if being the heartbreaker or the heart broken is worse. And by far, being the heartbreaker is worse…….even if it comes as a result of being left with no other choice.
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