Wednesday, September 9, 2015

Be kind to me.

After all is said and done...  I cannot deny that everything I felt was real.  Everything I felt.   I sit here and mourn something bigger than a love that is lost.   I mourn the loss of me.   Of everything I was or thought I was.   Here I am now.. just a broken and fragmented version of many pieces of me..   That I will have to now rebuild from the bottom.  Something more real and substantial. With purpose, meaning and worth.  With so much worth.    I just need to feel it.  Feel worth it.

One day I will be there.

For now.. I mourn and suffer and lick my wounds in the corner.  

One day I will be there.

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