Perhaps because I am kind, respectful, and caring, but you knew my heart was yours to hold, to break, to heal... Even if I could take my heart back, a piece would always be with you, the first I fell for. Never once did I complain or express anything other than support, respect, and love, so how could you ever know the pain I felt when you chose another over me for my respectful retreat when you said you saw me as family and it wouldn't change?
Loved but isolated, that is me.
Hopeful yet cautious, my heart beats
For this pain isn't new, but familiar.
Broken as usual, that is how I feel
Yet love stays with me, even now
As I accept that perhaps I'm numb
To just how much it hurts to love you,
Even with so many saying to heal and love.Honored, I feel that you care. Wounded, I am by your choice. Mending, my heart is to find another. Uplifted, my soul feels as I accept this pain. Create, I will to cherish and remember this period. Never again shall I cry over this ache, but I understand this pain has become a scar I bear among hundreds given and gained over my life.

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PoetryJust some poems I wrote. Have a great day, rest of your week, and life!