Anodyne

Heartbreak takes time to heal.  You are strong 3oman for writing thid poem.  Keep on writing.

Ouch. So much pain here is felt.  Nice raw spill

Thank you. I definitely didn’t hold back. All must come into the light...

Never sell yourself short, easier said than done, when looking for love

I thought it would ust be temporary, that eventually he would see... but instead I just lost myself along the way. Lesson learned the hard way.

Well lessons of the heart are the most painful. I had a extremely tough one 6 years ago. I became paralyzed and my wife who I'd known for over 24 years dumped me whilst I was in hospital saying  she couldn't live with a cripple
But hey lesson learned

Oh my, that is devastating. I am sorry to hear that. Her loss. That is the epitome of the statement “you think you know someone, and then...” clearly, she was looking for an out. I’m truly sorry to hear you had to endure that.

As a famous writer once wrote SHIT HAPPENES. I've shed my tears sweetie, a hold no malice, to hate someone just takes a piece of your heart you could use to love someone who deserves it. Live, Love, Laugh
Thank you for your kind words x

Oh. This looks amazing. And the ouch of it....❤️

Thank you. Thank you! I wanted this piece to look deceptively beautiful while giving feelings of  utter anguish. Fully representing the experience of that relationship.

The real impact of this poem for me lies between the acceptance of responsibility mid-poem and the blood on both sets of hands towards the end. That sends a strong message visually as it conjures to mind in association with the paraphrase, "The blood is on your hands, not mine."

I’m glad you caught that.

Breaking up is the easy part, letting go must be the hardest. I'm a guy, you may have noticed, for us its so much easier to leave a relationship than it is for the other half. Women by their very nature get so much more deeply involved than we do. That's not to generalise us guys as a whole, many of us are far more sensitive than we let on.

Even if the relationship was chaotic, or even violent, letting go of that person can sometimes seem impossible. There's always the hope that what ever was good about it might have just enough strength to pull them back together in a more positive light. Facing the inevitability that will never happen is the most crushing element of the entire situation.

After all that time together it almost becomes like 'the better the Devil you know' kind of thing. So much invested into something that ultimately crashed when it could have gone the other way. The concept of starting all over again with someone new feels daunting, and then there's the haunting, those constant reminders of the one you left as though the heart is saying, 'hold on, this ain't right! This is the wrong person!'

We are an incredibly adaptable species. We grow into change as much as we try to hold on to the familiar and the security it gives us, even if that security is just an illusion forced upon ourselves by the stubbornness of hope.

Time will pass, wounds will heal, and eventually someone new will come into this life and find those scars attractive, as strange as that may sound, and deliver unto the fallen the greatest gift of all, acceptance. He will take your hand and accept you just as you are, scars n all. The days will go by and with every one the distance between you and him will grow ever greater, and eventually, he'll be out of sight forever.

I know the struggle of letting go. Even though its supposed to be easier for us, I'm one of those who's more sensitive than most. I've been to those dark places imposed upon me by someone I thought was my lover. The thing I love about darkness is it cannot exist without light.

Blessings to you. XXX  

I needed to hear this... thank you

You're very welcome, though I do tend to ramble on a bit. ;))

XXX

Never! I Appreciate ranmbling

💖 This is really raw. The staggered formatting is perfect to convey it's emotional mien.

I’m glad you enjoyed it and appreciated that nuance.

The middle section was pretty cool how you had the words dropping
I felt like I was falling into a dark hole  🕳  

Brava, Julia❣❣ I was touched most by this passage,
"I love you,    
absconding on our breath..."

Stealing one's love and never returning it is a purely selfish act perpetrated by an ego-maniacal coward incapable of genuine affection even for themselves...in my opinion, of course 😉🌺

Thank you! 😊 once again finding the heart of my poems... or often the parts that mean the most to me. So I appreciate you noticing that passage.

And that is a very accurate and wise statement! Thank you for that! 💖