I am sifting through the heartache, picking through the remnants of the end of something we once called the great love of our lives.
Now there’s only scraps, memories, dreams, visions of a smile and how you helped me up the stairs if I lost my balance; but something changed. You were not always the you that you were when we first met.
You tried to keep it from me but I saw, and I loved you anyway, through darkness and light but I needed all my energy to live, and you wanted it too, so someone had to go.
And that was you. I’m sorry old soul.
I changed a lot too.And now you already have another love, she looks a lot like me and her life reflects mine so I wish you well this time around.
Give her all of your heart not just part of it. You told me part of your heart will always be with me and maybe that was the problem, part of both our hearts were always caught up in ghosts.
But we were alive and we lived and loved so that’s all that matters. At some level I’ll always love you; but maybe we know too much about each other’s darkness to be together in this world.
As Hendrix said, “Meet you in the next one, don’t be late”. Peace be to you, my love.
Love forever, Molly aka MsM ❤️
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