Bitter Sweet

There’s a weight I bear, too heavy to hold,  

A love that was broken, a story untold.  

The pieces of trust lie scattered and worn,  

And I’m left to carry this heart, torn.

She slipped through my fingers, time after time,  

A betrayal that echoed like a silent crime.  

Five scars she carved deep into my soul,  

But still, I forgive—though never whole.

I can’t make her choose, can’t bend her will,  

But the ache of her absence lingers still.  

She walked with others, left me behind,  

And I, with forgiveness, try to be kind.

Though we are one, bound by the divine,  

Her path and mine cannot intertwine.  

For even in grace, there’s distance to keep—  

The nose and the armpit must never meet.

And so, I lose her to choices she made,  

To men who linger in the shadows of shade.  

But I’ll carry this cross, heavy as stone,  

Hurting, yet knowing I’m not alone.