The mind was the first to move on
It listened to my loved ones
And it observed every outcome
It was the first to know the truth: That she no longer belonged in my life
…
The body took a little while follow suit
But gone are its days of unintended fasting
Gone are its periods of sluggishness
And gone are its sleepless nights
…
But the heart
The poor, broken little heart
It took the brunt of hit
And it’s been out of whack ever since
…
It finds itself constantly playing catch up
An exhausting game filled with many highs and lows
Some days it’s running at full speed
And on others it’s dragging its feet
…
Some days it’s glad she’s gone
And it celebrates the freedom
But on some days it can’t bear the solitude
And it DEMANDS to go back
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Some days it romanticizes
And fantasizes
And idealizes
About a bond that had no real compromises
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But on other days it curses its naivety
It curses all the time it spent
Loving so hard and giving so much
Only for it never to be returned
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On some days it’s hopeful
It believes it’ll find another
But on others it’s the opposite
It never wants to love again
…
If you’re reading this, my loved ones
I ask that you do me a favor:
Be patient with my little heart
Because I’m doing the same
…
It may take longer for it to catch up with its counterparts
And as much as you and I wish that weren’t the case
It is
My heart has to move at it’s own pace
…
And don’t you worry
Don’t you fret
My body and mind
Will keep my little heart in check
A wonderful poem for the dance of love. Love is our sweetest days and our worst days. We must be brave in love. If we hide from love, our true love may not see us. Thank you for sharing the amazing poem.
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Thank you for reading it!
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You are welcome Kamrin. I enjoyed your work.
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