The thought of you brings a tinge of pain in my heart. I wish I hadn’t known you. I wish I hadn’t loved you.
Every time you cross my mind, I ask myself why you left me in the dark all of a sudden. It’s always a long cry of desperation – desperation of wanting you back, of wanting to change all I have done and should have done for you, of the words I’ve said and should have said. I wanted to change the whole scenario entirely.
And if I did?
I wouldn’t experience the joys and pains of “It’s better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all.” I wouldn’t have experienced the unending supply of God’s comfort, love and grace for a poor little fellow like me who was dumped by a stranger. I wouldn’t have known myself better. Most importantly, I wouldn’t have learned lessons God has been teaching me all years.
No. I don’t want to erase you in my memory. In fact, if ever I see you some time some where in the future, I’d thank you…
You made me a stronger woman.
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