The pull of what was

The pull of what was

recoils overnight

Tightening my heart

giving, tears, gravity

Sadness inadequate

disappointment running dry


Mindful knowing

bedded into the now

Differences, evident

known to us both

Too close to our truths

our souls, couldn’t breathe


Words, still, missing

perhaps lost in action

Smatterings of what ifs

still greeting my days

Sharing, sharing, sharing

memories of times past


Our guides knowing

the secrets hidden in view

Movement, impossible

tethered to the past

A straight jacket

of limiting beliefs


I loved you

honestly and painfully

Disloyal to my heart

my lesson to be learnt

Forgiveness, now

the chapter I am writing

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