.
Maybe I don't understand
Just what you did to me.
Probably it was my optimism
That made me float to the shore
But it was triggered by something you did
Something you said
And fueled by the way I felt.
And every now and then I remind myself:
I don't have to keep doing this -
That there's life after you.
But I haven't found it yet.
A year, two years, three years have passed -
But I haven't found it yet.
.
Maybe I don't understand
Just what you did to me.
Probably it was my optimism
That made me float to the shore
But it was triggered by something you did
Something you said
And fueled by the way I felt.
And every now and then I remind myself:
I don't have to keep doing this -
That there's life after you.
But I haven't found it yet.
A year, two years, three years have passed -
But I haven't found it yet.
.
Dedicated to single parents. I never understood how they do it - what makes them do it. But at least I can give it a shot.
ReplyDeleteThat’s good writing.
ReplyDeleteLife is within oneself, in beliefs one have; it’s independent – just need to realize it.
@Anonymous - Thank you! Yes. Sometimes you just hold on and keep going forward for the sake of others. Realization and healing comes later. As in the case of so many single Moms in our parent's generation. I wonder how they did it. I wonder how they were so selfless.
ReplyDeleteMy personal finding and experience gave me only one answer "LOVE". period.
ReplyDelete@Anonymous. Love is overrated. Sometimes it is commitment. Sometimes it is your system of faith or set of values ingrained so deep you don't know why they exist. Sometimes it is just pure goodness.
ReplyDeleteThat is what it is dear.
ReplyDeleteYou love commitment; being committed to something, someone. Being remembered for your commitment.
You love living by your values/faith whatever we call. You love when you are respected, admired for your values/faith.
You love when you are called for your goodness.
And most importantly you love yourself and all the good things for yourself or your loved ones.
So "Love" is the only reason at the bottom.
Even anger is out of love :)
We want to believe it is love. But I don't think it is as glorified as all that. It is more of inertia. When you don't know who you would be if you were not yourself. When you don't know any other life other than the one you were living before.
DeleteThis is neither an argument nor suggestion, please don't kill the glory of love...
DeleteEveryone find it some way or other and you will and you won't know how :)
Have a nice time.