I’m suddenly single. Well, not so suddenly, I guess. I’ve been separated for about a week and, today, I told him goodbye. I couldn’t get anything else out. My heart broke the same as it did when we separated. I sobbed into my pillow. What else could I do?
After a while, my tears slowed and I began to think of the reason we were breaking up. It’s not because I’m angry with him, it’s because I love him. I want him to get the help he needs. He can’t do it if he’s still tied to me. So, I let him go. I set him free to do whatever he chooses without considering me. All I can do now is pray that he chooses life, happiness and freedom.
I love him still…
Cholontics Writerly Musings 