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So little time before it started crashing.
The honeymoon called for care urgently.
Soon after the tide changed like night to day.
Thought I was prepared;
I heard about the hard work.
Yet no one told me how much it would hurt.
I kept on dreaming and planning.
Found a new purpose for praying.
The bubbles bursting always shocking.
Every other twist brought another turn.
White lies told stories of two faces.
To make sense of it I told myself we all make mistakes.
Truly, they were just selfish choices weaved into never ending mazes.
I came to know nothing was certain and my hope was no more.
Confusion came standard like the norm.
Conflicted because I'm giving in while resisting.
My heart bleeding as my love starts failing.
His justifications only assured me of my disillusioning.
Conditions were worsening.
How amazing that we embarked on this journey together.
Now we leave it alone for the better.
For all the hoping and dreaming.
I could have just stopped and known.
What was right there in front of me.
Was just what it hinted at being.
Still, I ignored intuition.
The benefit of the doubt brought fears into fruition.
Closed my eyes to the truth of God's revelation.
So I could have a life of my own choosing.
Now my heart is wrapped up in endeavors of forgiving and forgetting.
Another journey in itself and it's all consuming, healing, redeeming.
Cheers to skipping the storybook ending.
It marks the beginning of my peace and joy returning.
God is doing something I can't fathom and this won't be all.
Thank the Lord for this trip and fall.
Inspiration: Proverbs 19:2
