I’m
staring at my phone in disbelief
My
calls and texts you refuse to receive
The
first stage in full bloom, “This is untrue!!”
Quickly
I text, “I NEED TO TALK TO YOU!”
Denial
fading, anger rushes in
Threats
and insults I don’t plan to rescind
You’re
not exclusive, I get my rage too
Feeling
guilt for not giving more to you
The
emotions linger like a bad storm
You’ve
left this space, and I need to conform
Leaning
into the possibility
Our
journey together is now complete
Then
peace quietly drifts in like a dove
As
my soul greets yours, exchanging our love
We
needed each other, we had to grow
I
bow to the lesson of letting go.
Myjo
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