I can’t stop thinking
about how good my ex-husband treated me
on many days
and how I didn’t appreciate it often enough
and how much easier my life would have been—
in so many ways—
had I stayed.
And also that I feel like
I’ve been stuck in this place
since we divorced—
which is now 8 1/2 years ago…
Time keeps slipping away.
And I wonder:
For how long will I suffer the regret?
And why haven’t I met “him” yet?
I left my ex
for guys like Benson,
and all they do
is leave me regrettin’—
and it’s painful
and it’s sad
and it hurts so, so bad.
I am mad at myself
for ever letting it get this far.
I’m exhausted,
and I don’t know how much longer I can
continue to leave my heart’s door ajar.
From afar,
I can see I actually did what’s right for me.
But up close,
over-analyzing myself—
I come across as a real big mess.
Dear God, please help me move forward.
I’m so tired
of this loop du loop game.
It hurts my tummy and my brain.
Stability, please offer me.
I go to you—
but still,
it doesn’t feel true
that you will provide me
with the ability to see.
What is your plan?
Where is my man?
Why am I to wait so long?
Why do I have to be
so gosh darn strong—
walk through so much alone,
with the only people I can reach
living through the phone?
Where is he?
I’m dizzy.
And I don’t see the point
of living a life frozen
in isolation and hope.