FINALLY, this weekend I took the photos of you/us out of the frames and burned them in the fireplace. The books and clothes you left are boxed up for charity to pick up. I put up or gave away everything that reminds me of you. Now maybe I can let go of you; FINALLY! C.G.
We have to allow ourselves to be loved
by the people who really love us,
the people who really matter.
Too much of the time,
we are blinded by our own pursuits of people
to love us, people that don’t even matter,
while all that time we waste and the people who do love us
have to stand on the sidewalk and watch us beg in the streets!
It’s time to put an end to this. It’s time for us to let ourselves be loved.
C. Joybell C.