For years, I’ve been holding on to the last piece of my heart. Thinking that maybe it will mend itself. Become a whole. But i don’t even know why i bother. That last piece is already dead. So i finally decided to let it go. I left it to wither away. Its hard to walk away from something that i kept for so long. But its too broken to fix. So broken that the pieces don’t fit together anymore. Maybe someone will come along and find it. Figure out a way to fix it. Or give me half of theirs. But the nights are getting long and the roads are blurry. The search has gone on for too long. And I’m beginning to doubt that no one is willing to give me theirs.
It’s a difficult process, letting go of something so dear to your heart. But sometimes, it’s necessary. Holding onto it can only cause more pain and heartache. It’s okay to let go and trust that things will work out the way they’re meant to. Maybe that missing piece was never meant to be found or fixed by anyone else but ourselves. We have the power to be whole on our own, without relying on someone else to complete us. Remember, it’s not about finding someone to fill the missing piece, it’s about finding happiness within ourselves. So don’t give up hope, keep moving forward and know that everything will fall into place when the time is right.
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