Letting Go

I'm glad we met We took off like a jet Only smoke behind us Even though I boarded a different bus /////////////////////////////////////// I miss you Not us as two But our symphony How we matched each other but differently /////////////////////////////////////// We were magic The kind that doesn’t turn tragic It…

“You cannot control the feelings of others.” Why is it that that line has been presenting itself to me… repeatedly, lately? OK, Universe, I hear you! I was laying in Savasana the other day, ready to settle into my breathing, and letting my body relax into the mat when the…

The past is over, and it’s not coming back. You can’t change what happened, but you can decide how to live your life by moving forward. Your past is painful. It has shaped you into the person you are today, but it’s not who you will be in the future…

A poem — Little by little what reminds me of you no longer tears me up inside But sometimes I find some fragments Lodged up within the crevices Held between cupped hands All those memories of us Like time, like water They slip through the gaps Light hits illuminating only the good Between us Things I’ve learned, remained Feelings ebb and flow I wait until you turn into near-nothingness So for now

The way your eyes speak for you; I want to keep having that. — I still remember all the good days after all the bad ones. Despite the unpleasant moments and the crying nights, I still remember the good days. …

The cat is out of the bag, no police were called so that is good. He is refusing to go but there is a lot of real estate between now and next week. The biggest obstacle for him is really now, me. I waver. I feel sorry. I allow my…