Dear Z.,
My ear is no longer there for you to talk about yourself for hours and how you are too good for him. My poor ears have heard so many terrible things about him when he leaves you, and so much hope for the next time.
My shoulder is no longer there for you to cry on when you watch him drive away because he says it's over for the tenth time. My poor shoulders have been bearing your troubles and sadness for far too long, they have carried all the weight they could manage and cannot take anymore from you.
My hands will no longer be able to pick you up, set you on your feet and dust you off when he leaves you crying hysterically and you are not able to get out of bed in the morning to take care of your daughter. My hands are dirty from all of the dust that you surrounds you and I cannot seem to wash them clean anymore.
My words will never tell you that you will be ok, because he's just a terrible person and you can't have known that he would walk out on you when you gave him a 'second chance' for the fifth time. My words go un-noted each time you allow yourself to be drawn back in and I can no longer find my voice.
My time is no longer available for you to waste. My time is wasted everytime you check to see if it's him calling or texting with a hopeful face. My time is too precious to be wasted on someone that cannot, rather does not want to change.
My heart will no longer be broken everytime he walks away from you. My heart goes out to your daughter for not having a stronger woman in her life. My heart aches that she will see how you handle relationships and think that it is the only way to love. My heart hurts to know that I cannot handle what you have put us through. My heart breaks that I can only walk away and not look back at what you have let yourself become and the people that have crumbled around you.
With love,
K.
My ear is no longer there for you to talk about yourself for hours and how you are too good for him. My poor ears have heard so many terrible things about him when he leaves you, and so much hope for the next time.
My shoulder is no longer there for you to cry on when you watch him drive away because he says it's over for the tenth time. My poor shoulders have been bearing your troubles and sadness for far too long, they have carried all the weight they could manage and cannot take anymore from you.
My hands will no longer be able to pick you up, set you on your feet and dust you off when he leaves you crying hysterically and you are not able to get out of bed in the morning to take care of your daughter. My hands are dirty from all of the dust that you surrounds you and I cannot seem to wash them clean anymore.
My words will never tell you that you will be ok, because he's just a terrible person and you can't have known that he would walk out on you when you gave him a 'second chance' for the fifth time. My words go un-noted each time you allow yourself to be drawn back in and I can no longer find my voice.
My time is no longer available for you to waste. My time is wasted everytime you check to see if it's him calling or texting with a hopeful face. My time is too precious to be wasted on someone that cannot, rather does not want to change.
My heart will no longer be broken everytime he walks away from you. My heart goes out to your daughter for not having a stronger woman in her life. My heart aches that she will see how you handle relationships and think that it is the only way to love. My heart hurts to know that I cannot handle what you have put us through. My heart breaks that I can only walk away and not look back at what you have let yourself become and the people that have crumbled around you.
With love,
K.
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