Pain

You speak of death like it were a joke.
Like your absence makes no difference to me.
Like I could just erase you from the memories I've never let go off ...
Those that I hold close in the most painful moments, a cushion to feel comforted.

Why then do you inflict the pain with those words?
Do you not realize that when you feel pain it is I who feel it more.
Physical pain is easier to overcome, but how do I separate the emotional turmoil from a physical being.

For I have been there in that very space, long after you left.
You moved on, but I stayed.

As though I was frozen in that very moment.
Shackled in your pain,
Hurting, mourning.

I make every attempt to take it away from you.
But the pain seems to linger.
Wreaking us in more ways than one.

My only hope that through each day, I lessen it further.
One day to be triumphant and make you wish you prayed for a life ... with me.

Letting go...

“If you love something, set it free. If it comes back, it is yours. If it doesn’t, it never was.”
—Unknown

More than often this is what I've told friends who called on a bad day when they got turned down or were going through a difficult time in their relationship. The irony being that they would call me for advice; someone who hadn't been in a relationship for almost forever. 

Then, much later I came to the realization, that for one, its so difficult to let go. The most difficult part of a relationship is not the fights, the arguments or the long-distance. It is really that moment when one has to withdraw, or step away from someone that they can imagine to spend a single moment without. 

And how does one set someone  they love free? Movie love always taught us that the exes would sent back each others presents, letters and what not. But how does one erase the memories? Does one just forget all those plans they had made? You tend to associate a lot of tangible and intangible things to that relationship. I'm sure we would remember that place where we sat and spoke for hours with our loved one or the song that he/she would tease you about. Or just the words in his/her vocabulary that at one point had become a part of yours. 

And once you let go, say life does change course and it does come back. Are things the same? Even if its a momentary lapse of time, does it feel the same as it did earlier? I think not. 

I think (and I'm sure that most people agree) that you share a part of you with your beloved that you can't take back. That's really what you have to set free when you let go. Not your beloved but a part of you. 

There was an interesting line I came across recently that fits perfectly well in this context. It's something on the lines of 'When you love someone you give them something that's most precious. Your time. 'Coz its something that part of your life can't have back.'  

Surely that's what life means. Time that you share and time that sometimes you let go off.