sometimes
I thought
it would be easier
to be alone
to sit with the pain
I already knew
the kind that didn’t surprise me
the kind I had learned
how to carry
because new love
felt like risk
like opening doors
I had just barely
closed
and I didn’t know
if anyone
could come close
without leaving
something broken behind
so I chose
what felt safer
what felt certain
even if it hurt
even if it meant
missing something
I didn’t yet believe in
because back then
I didn’t know
love could be
gentle
that it could stay
without wounding
that it could hold
without taking
I only knew
how to protect
what was left of me
JMS
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