The Pain You Left

I’m not with you anymore and I don’t know what you do now. I’ve moved forward but there is still pain. Pain from that space you left. That space where a person held what I gave her. I’ve been putting my heart back together.

Mending the pieces and healing from what you did. From how you shattered what I built with you. Shattered me. Ripped apart the love I formed with you. That was something I took time to develop and grow.

This question comes to my mind. Even as I go on with my life. Walk on from this. Take myself into new places. Living new experiences. Staying healthy. Being good to myself. Being true to myself.

Keeping my mind clear as best as I can. Doing new things. Meeting other people. Writing as much as I can. Writing deep pieces and poetry. Prose that can speak to you. This question still lingers.

If you loved me as deeply as you said you did, didn’t hurting me and breaking my heart break your own heart? Didn’t it tear your soul? Or was it just not a big deal? You felt good about yourself and just walked away unscathed?