The only regrets I had….
Were the ones where harm was done….
To me…
To you…
But I kept your wrongs on a list until…
The words and memories poured bitterness and coldness into me…
I couldn’t change you…
Couldn’t change me so you would love me….
But I…
Found a certain kind of peace….
A quiet calm…
For so long anger fueled me…
Because it ran over all the tears….
But when I found my healing…
I found me too….
Holding onto the pain gave you all the power…
Letting it go…
Empowered me….
And see…
I never wish you ill….
Never wish you any pain….
I only hope you heal too….
That you find yourself and happiness…
Love is such a gift….
A rare and priceless gift….
You can’t put a number or a dollar amount to it…
You can’t own it…
You can’t control it either…
You can only cherish it when it comes…
And say thank you when it leaves..
And I finally found…
The love I always needed….
Was never with you….
Was never in things…
I had to find it within me…
Me…