Rejection. Hurt. Pain. Tears.
Asking if there is enough strength and courage to push on.
Knowing when to let go can exhibit such still; a broken spirit will tell you when it has reached its limit.
Your heart, though with pure intentions, can deceive. Swayed to believe in goodness without sense of self preservation at times. Catch it while there’s something left that can be salvaged.
You hoped that you would find what you dreamt of — a love that mirrored your own, a kindness that would only equal to grace, and a place that welcomes who you are and what you offer, wholeheartedly.
You believed them. You trusted them. You offered what you could — your sweat, your tears, your time, your heart. You can never force anyone to do anything they don’t want to do,
Just accept it. Learn to forget. Heal yourself. Walk away. Move on.
There is no photo nor no music, just silence as grief begs.