I never could see my life without him But there stood this broken trust
Shoving past all that I had come to know would only lead to regrets piled atop regrets – never again feeling safe
As great as this love was I knew me It would not end well So, I let it go in the most awful way Never to see, or speak to him for ever Time is not always the healer she purports to be Years later when we could again speak He asked. I explained. That was not about you, I said. That was about keeping that thread I was hanging by intact.
Pat R 6/22/21
Isn’t it pretty to think so. –The Sun Also Rises (1926). Ernest Hemingway
Over at dVerse we are to write a poem based on a chosen quote from Hemingways work. I chose the above.
Linking to dVerse Poets Pub where Lisa is hosting Poetics -“One true sentence” . To read other entries go here