MOVING ON by Rosalinda Ortiz You
are looking at me and wondering who I am. Am
I a person you remember? I
know its been many years between us and you wonder if I ever existed. Did
you create all those memories in your imagination? There
was a time you claimed you would never love again. You
wrote,
“My pain will never heal from the hurt you caused in me.
A scar will always remain from the emptiness you left.
I shed tears everyday because of the loneliness you bestowed on me.
I could never love again due to the fact that I loved you, but you
still left.” Yet,
here you are soothing a broken heart caused by another. You
had never believed that you could get on with life when I left. And
9 years later you are looking forward to a tomorrow. The
only reason you are staring at me now is because you feel guilty. Guilty
of being happy again. I
never wanted to see you hurt the way you did when I left. Believe
me, I would have chosen to stay, if it was mine to make. I,
too, thought that we would always be in each other’s life. I
know when you talk about me, you catch yourself rethinking the memories
because they don’t seem real. I
no longer seem real to you. You
feel you are speaking of a person that never existed. They
will never know me and you stop talking about me. I
just need you to know one thing…I don’t blame you. I
don’t blame you for moving on with your life. I
don’t blame you for making your future plans, even if you forget me. I
don’t blame you because you are happy again. I
just ask you to now put my picture away and don’t look back at yesterday. You
need to keep on living.
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