I know I said I was going to take a break from posting but I need to share this with you or I’m going to explode.
I had very long, detailed, and vivid dreams last night and two people that are from my past were in them. I used to love them and care about them so much. They hurt me a lot and even though I’ve forgiven them for the hurt they caused me, and I’ve forgiven myself for my mistakes and behaviors, they keep showing up in my dreams.
I don’t know why. I know that my dreams are more about me than about them but I don’t know how to make sense of everything. It has been years of this.
As I was thinking about how much I cared about these two people, I also remembered what it felt like to talk to them or spend time with them, before the hurting happened.
It was exciting and new. I felt butterflies in my stomach. I remembered how attracted I was to them at the time. I remembered how much we laughed. Most importantly, I remembered how much I loved them.
The fun memories inspired me to write this poem.
Where Does The Love Go
Where does the love go when the bond is broken?
When someone isn’t in your life anymore?
Is it there but in a watered down version?
Is there such a thing as loving someone less and less?
Is it possible that it evolved?
Does the love actually disappear?
Do we store it in our bodies?
Does it come up for air sometimes?
Or does it cease to exist?
Where does the love go?