Where Love Heals

I know that once I tell you about my trauma and the girl I used to be, you’re going to leave and I’ll never speak to you again.

I’ll never hear the sweetness of your voice or feel your hands on my body.

We will go back to being strangers, two people in the world that had a fleeting moment and that will be the end.

Obviously, you will be fine. I will be fine, too.

I won’t let this loss of something that never started weaken me but I will allow myself to mourn what never was.

You’ll leave me for the shame of a girl that you never knew and you’ll lose out on the woman standing in front of you today,

because of a past you can’t get past.

The woman that wants you in ways you’ve never been wanted.

What a tragic fucking loss for us. 

JMS