Being left behind is one of the most gut wrenching feeling to have.
The abandonment is like a ghost that lingers.
You try to ignore it, but it only ever gets worse, and you begin to question yourself.
You attempt to find a solution, but often enough people just assume you’re crazy, so you give up.
You give everyone excuses on why you’re being distant, but if for only a minute, they would look into your eyes they would see your pain they hold.
“It’s not you, it’s me” they say, but if that were the case why do they always leave me?
Not everyone can be wrong, can they?
You fixate on an idea, an idea of what more can you change about yourself until eventually the person staring back at the mirror is a stranger.
So maybe they do stay, but is it really you they’re staying for, or is it the persona that you’ve created.
Maybe you’re okay with that, but deep down you’re empty inside.
Love is like a flower; you can’t just plant it anywhere and hope for it to grow.
You must find the perfect spot where the soil is turn and its full of nutrients, water, and sunlight.
But if you put the flower in soil that’s bone dry and forget about it , it will die.
So you can go through life as a stranger, pretending to be what they want.
But let me tell you, if you try to force that love, it will never be genuine,
The love you formed will never grow ,it will slowly dissipate until it’s transformed into something dark.
It will spread through your body like necrosis.
And unless you acknowledge it and treat the infection it will continue to spread until it weakens every aspect of you and kills you.
In life we rarely get a reset button, but I guess that’s what makes love so extraordinary.
You can’t find great love if you don’t take big risks which means they might abandon you.
Only you can dictate if they’re worth the risk.
©ourreality
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