As I was moving around my regular decorations and knick
knacks, I came across my stack of favorite books. I was picking
them up and out fluttered a tattered and worn piece of paper. The
beloved book it fell out of is an indication why this particular paper
was stuck in there: “Magnificent Obsession” by Lloyd C. Douglas.
This was a page out of my diary and it had been much read during a
stressful period of time in my life. The paper had yellowed and was
now like a dry leaf folded in upon itself. It had been wet with tears
before it dried.
This is the crux of the matter, my opening quote from my younger self:
“I won’t allow more hurt to seep into the crevices of my brain to haunt
me with your memories.”
This freeform poem is what follows~
It Hurts Me To Tell You…
(In All Sincerity and Goodwill Sent to You)
I am open minded but have to protect my heart.
I have to hope for a one and only.
I need to be loved as much as I give.
I wish you all kinds of joy and good health.
I will always remember you but the bad
outweighs the good.
Someone else may be up or able to handle
your multiple partners and remaining friends
One question: If you knew it would hurt me
then why did you do it?
The words we said don’t mean a thing to you.
Sharing a life means building a foundation
Honesty should be the bedrock of that trust.
But I wish you could learn to live alone.
You need to grow.
This cannot be fixed.
You cannot pull my chains anymore.
You cannot make me drive my car over a cliff.
I will drive right past you and go on a much
Note to one who laughs at other’s misfortunes and does
not try to straighten out their friend who is hurting me;
be very careful because karma may bite you in the butt!
(Not Confucius, just me again!)
If you have not read the beloved book mentioned above,
Magnificent Obsession by Lloyd C. Douglas, my first edition
is 1919. You can look up on Wikipedia or Cliff Notes a summary.