Then it hit me –
A truth I wasn’t ready for
Like the sea
Crashing against the cliffs at shore
Love comes in waves –
On its own terms and in its own time
I was trying too hard
To control the power of the tide
- The Dalema. August 9, 2016
I’d do it all again –
Run through the pain
Eyes wide open
A million times
Over and over
If it meant –
For one last time
I could fall asleep with you
Laying my head
On your shoulder
- The Dalema. November 9, 2016
The tale of a poor judgment Princess
Choosing the future of her kingdom
All for one, or one for all?
She thought their love was her freedom
Like a damsel in distress
She let her long hair down
Allowing them an opportunity –
To win her heart, earn the crown
They were never knighted
There were no duels for her love
They were thieves, liars and pirates
Yet she’d build their pedestals up
Admiring them like royalty
Wishing to be their ‘dream-come-true’
Although she was already a princess
The mirror needed to see it, too
No matter the stars she wished upon
Or the words from her Fairy Godmother
The next day when she’d wake alone
She knew they never loved her
She never picked the right knight
She never made it on time for the ball
Who the hell leaves a shoe behind?
What is happily-ever-after, after all?
After years of spells and magic
Being fooled over and over again
She gave up hoping to be saved –
The kingdom of her heart left un-enchanted
So here’s to all those pedestals
Tonight I’m burning all of them down
This Princess doesn’t need any saving –
It’s my turn to wear the crown
- The Dalema. November 8, 2016
I sat there
Staring at the screen
Reading every thing
Reading you walk away
Knowing
There was nothing I could do
Nothing I could say
But I tried
Begging you, calling you
Convincing you
There was no convincing
You made up your mind
You closed off your heart
And I was –
Vulnerable
Disposable
Left behind
The rejection of it all
No matter what you say,
I wasn’t enough
Enough to make you stay
‘It has nothing to do with you
Everything to do with me’
That’s what you said
That’s what you’d say
When I’d beg and plead
Trying to convince you
And maybe even
Trying to convince me
- The Dalema. November 6, 2016
I know it’s hard. You feel empty and broken in the deepest and most sacred parts of your soul right now. You feel lost and confused – completely unwanted.
But . . .
You are loved. You will be loved in such a way by someone new, it will make you wonder why you ever thought you truly loved this person. It’s all going to get better. Maybe not today. Maybe not tomorrow. But one day at a time.
Those deep, sacred parts of your soul you feel you’ll never get back will double in capacity. They aren’t even close to being absorbent enough to encompass all the love you’re going to receive from the person God truly wants in your life. The forever kind of love.
The path you’re on does lead to a happy place. The emptiness will subside and you will eventually feel complete again. And the right person will never, ever, ever in a million years make you feel the kind of rejection you feel right now. Give your sadness to God.
Allow yourself to feel the pain – it’s part of the healing. Just don’t drop your anchor and stay there long. Because the captain of your heart is still out at sea, fighting hell – wind and storms – to get through to find you.
- The Dalema. October, 2016
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