Marisa Donnelly

Is it easy for you to simply say ‘she’s gone?’
Than to see how far
your legs will take you.
Are you afraid
of what this, what us
could be?
Because I am too.

That’s how fragile trust is. One minute you know a person, and the next minute they transform before your eyes, becoming someone foreign and strange and terrifying. Becoming someone you didn’t know they had the power to be. And there’s no going back.

Sometimes I wonder if it was easy, letting me go.

I will always be thankful for our slice of time on this earth, for the moments we held hands, for the way we laughed, for our lazy Saturday afternoons, for the way we kissed as if time was running out.

I’ll never stop believing that we will one day find our people, that we will be connected to others, that our lives will be blessed by the relationships we have, even if they don’t always go as planned.

Please, don’t let pain keep you from finding the love you deserve.

 It wasn’t until distance came between us that I realized how hard it is to miss something that was never yours to miss.

Life is too short to fall for people who don’t love you loudly, or for relationships that don’t set fire to your soul.

I’ve never been good at loving just a little. I’ve always been all in, or nothing. I’ve always given my full heart away.

Maybe I just want someone to call mine. Or maybe I’m just lying to myself, and what I’m really missing is you.

I know that you won’t forsake me, won’t leave me by myself, won’t abandon me. I know that you’ll lead me to the right person, or to the life I’m meant to live, even if that’s a life I didn’t imagine.

Caution: you may need some tissues.