Letting Go

I struggle between wanting to reach out and needing to let go. 

You didn’t show up for me. That is a deal breaker. It made my heart sink like the Titanic. 

But we are all human, and you were doing your best. 

Where does that leave us?

Your perceived thoughtlessness was my earthquake. 

There is a deep divide now, a Grand Canyon of distance and emptiness left in its wake. 

I have anxiety at the thought of moving on, but that is exactly where I need to go. 

My truth lies in my vulnerability, and my fear is that when I go, you won’t notice. 

But I know deep down love doesn’t go anywhere, so if there ever was any love at all, it will always be there, 

And if there wasn’t, I haven’t lost anything. 

The person I thought I knew was beautiful and magnificent…you. 

I don’t know if you are that person. Part of me thinks I need you not to be that person because then I really didn’t lose anything.

Part of me needs you to be that person because I need it to have been real, not fake. 

Currently, my heart is on my skin, seeping through its pores, no way to stop its exposure. 

I want desperately to hide it and contain it, but it seeks warmth through validation. 

My soul knows better. 

My soul knows I am whole right in this moment, without your words, your lips, your presence. 

I hope one day to look in a man’s eyes and feel that I’m home. 

You are not my home, but thank you for being someone that allowed me to feel again and to grow. 

I am grateful for that…even as I allow the tears to well up and push out, the only way that I can possibly release this tension. 

In moments when I feel scared, I come back to thoughts of you. 

When I am confident, I don’t need you. 

So…the answer lies in staying present in who I truly am and not getting lost in the depths and crevices of insecurity. 

Insecurity is the real lie. 

I am enough and so are you. 

So…I release you, special person, to a future of love, success, and happiness in your own way. I will, in turn, get out of your way. 

I love you, dear friend, but I need to go. 

I need to continue on my journey…solo. 

I’m always here for you, of course, as all people who truly love are…

But also not…continuing my journey alone. 

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