A few weeks ago I wrote this poem. I can share it now.
Happy, Even After
You don’t have the courage to tell the truth,
to break up with a man when you know deep inside
that you need to.
You take the lazy way out, wait on frustration,
anger, say or do something overreactive,
using the accumulated garbage from the past
composting for the right time.
Ignited by pain, internal combustion flames.
Watch out, he will get burned and so will you.
Why do you wait? Is it part of not losing what you do have?
Sounds pathetic, this ‘I don’t know how to end relationships,”
when your brain says, “yes you do know.”
Love is full of risks, it is not safe all the time,
the mind knows that, the heart doesn’t.
It’s okay to love and not be loved in return,
it’s okay to love and be loved,
and for that to end, even when we don’t want it to.
There isn’t a happy ever after. All things end,
whether in breakup or death.
But there is a happy, even after.
The chasm between the two happy’s seem immense
like walking the Great Wall of China,
unforeseeable twists and turns.
Love yourself through the journey forward.
The strength to keep walking,
the strength to go the distance, is inside.
Keep your eyes, ears, and heart
tuned to your intuition and your god.
You can do it again, trust again, and love again.
The journey begins to happy–even after.
I hope you all have a wonderful Memorial Day weekend with family, friends, and share memories of those who have passed on.
My deep appreciation, and prayers, for the men and women who fought in wars even when they didn’t want to do so, but did it anyway.
Find your happy, even after.