I’m sorry, but I have to let you go. I’m not a priority in your life. You have become compromised, distracted, and changed. You let them change your spirit. You let them turn you into something you’re not. You hurt me deeply in the process, but I kept quiet.
There’s so much I could have said, there’s so much I could have done. To hurt you back.
But instead, I chose to let you go.
I keep fighting with the faith of you hopefully changing one day, of you hopefully fighting for me. But each day goes by, and I become a little bit more irrelevant to you and I feel a little bit more abandoned. This is not how life is supposed to be. It also isn’t something one should tolerate.
Where does this tenacious spirit of mine come from? The one that always feels like there’s something that I can do?? Was it even my fault to begin with? I wasn’t the problem, so I sure as heck don’t need to be looking for the solution.
You let diamonds and rubies fall out of your hand. You let water slide from your soil and into the sea instead. You caused the sun to turn it’s face from you. You have caused God to look at you with disappointment. I hope you’re happy with the temporary things that you gained in return.
You broke a good heart, you knew it, you know it. Yet you stayed away like a coward.
Rest assured, karma is real.