He Made Lasagna Before He Left

Heartbreak is often an ailment which is never prescribed for, but the one responsible for so much of what drives a person, often off a cliff, often into darknesses. In the stories of our fallen leaves lie traces of heady summers and barren winters. We are what we are, but so much of the blood we spill is because of the shrapnel of a broken heart’s pieces. In the morning of realizations lies the barrenness of what we could have been.

 

But the deepest cut is when the person we love - who we thought loved us too, no, who we KNEW loved us too - now says she loves ONLY  someone else. Is it a lapse of the flesh,  is it lust masquerading as love,  is it a discovery of a truer love? Is it a drift away from me, or a choice made in spite of me.   How much of what she was then a lie, how much a transformation? Is there the possibility of one heart holding two loves? Is that acceptable? Is it real?

 

The real challenge is to know it’s she - not me, if it’s perfidy, it’s a lesson for me not to be her, if it’s a change of heart, to learn grace instead and kindness, to learn and know what moving on means. To know that to be hurt might not be right, but could often be inevitable. But the universe always has something true for the truly hurt  - the possibility of survival, of finding grace in the deepest cut. And in that one benediction lies the possibility of finding the best in life, of finding the best in ourselves.

 

If you liked this poem, consider listening to these other poems which talk about love in trouble -  

• The Door is Unlocked. I am Awake.
• The Final Goodbye (or Why Lovers Decide to Die Together)
• The Improbability of Wishes

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The details of the music used in this episode are as follows -

Sleepers by Sascha Ende®
Link: https://filmmusic.io/song/3232-sleepers
License: https://filmmusic.io/standard-license