The ache from my heart has eased over time and has not gone though I’ve wished it to.
Wishing and praying to be released from the hold you had on me, has gotten me nowhere but here, alone.
Your absence hangs on me like a familiar scent.
Though you are far from here and now, internal longing has been the barrier between my soul and another’s.
Unspoken words protect me from allowing the new, that knows I am taken, that my heart is taken.
Funny how I chase life to fill me, but life doesn’t replace you.
I lie to myself that you left me.
I left you, that’s the truth.
So what I am chasing now?