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The Forced Goodbye

  • Writer: TalesFromMyThoughts
    TalesFromMyThoughts
  • Mar 25
  • 1 min read

To force the heart to turn away,

From love it never wanted to end.

To face the cold and quiet day,

And lose the partner and the friend.


The same old hurts begin to sting,

Until the spirit starts to break.

To lose the joy that love can bring,

And feel the weight of every ache.


They do not see or even care,

No matter how the truth is told.

The heavy silence in the air,

Has turned the warmest fire cold.


The choice to leave is hard to make,

While still caring for them so.

To find the path for a soul's sake,

And finally let the burden go.


Day 84 / 365


It is so hard to force yourself to stop loving someone,

You never wanted to stop loving in the first place.

You just get tired.

You get sick of being hurt by the same person over and over,

Until something inside starts to give up.

The strange part is still caring and still wanting it to work,

While knowing deep down that this isn't where you're meant to be.

No matter how much you explain the pain,

They just don't get it,

Or they don't care enough to change.

It messes with the mind because you start to blame yourself.

You wonder if you’re asking for too much.

But the truth is, loving them is slowly draining you.

It hurts to be the one who has to walk away,

While they don't even notice what they are losing.

The love hasn't disappeared; it just has nowhere to go.




 
 
 

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