And the stray gets put to the side of the road once again on the journey of life…
I’m used to it now.
The pain of being left behind…
The confusion as they leave, with no explanation, no thought of anyone else’s feelings, & just a merry wave…because, hey… She’s resilient… She’ll bounce right back & find someone else.
They think that because they don’t see the brokenness that follows… The destruction of self I never allow anyone to see.
All they see is the mask & the automaton that goes through the daily motions, existing until I can rebuild from within, slowly, excruciatingly, piece by piece.
The only one who never left me…is the one I had to push away, because he was a toxic liar & chronic breaker of promises. And, is still stalking me to this day.
Something seriously wrong with this picture.
And DON’T tell me “Well, maybe you just need some time alone”.
I’ve been alone for 6 years, considering how many times I’ve been dumped, ghosted, benched & dusted.
But, I’m fine. Just tired…