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The Heart of a Leaver

Have you ever been left behind?
Have you ever thought of those that left you as…unkind?

Father, mother, lover, or friend…the heart of a leaver is all of these, yet knowing this gives you no ease.
They come in love and leave you with the sorrow and the pain…that turn your tears to acid rain.

They promised you forever but forever wasn't theirs to give.
They promised you the world but this world wasn't theirs to give.

And in their leaving you found yourself bitter, parted from the heart that was once warmed by the thoughts of you and…he, she, they…

They came in love…and they left you…cold.
They left you alone with nothing to hold.

But dear soul, as it was Love that brought them to you, it is Love that takes them from you.

For in their presence and in your togetherness you grew as two…
And in the coldness of their leaving, you alone must grow into what's true.

It is Love that makes them come and it is love that takes them from you.

So in their leaving ask not "how could…he, she, they…do this to me?"
But rather "what does Love mean to teach me?"

Life's lessons come not by the birth of togetherness alone, but by its death also.

After the tears cease…
And the bitterness ends…
After the anger and the hurt…
Ask…"what did Love mean to teach me?"

The heart of a leaver has one lesson to give my dear…
"Forever" is simply not here.

This is a world of temporary things.
A world where promises of forever don't mean a thing.

But there is a world where forever is true.
A forgotten world for me and for you.
So dear friend, in their leaving ask, "where is Love calling me to?"

I'm a lover of leaving hoping my leaving teaches you something.
Your Home is not this world of temporary things.
And our leaving is not meant to clip your wings.

So in our leaving ask not "how could…he, she, they, you…do this to me?"
But rather "what does Love mean to remind me?"

It is Love that makes us come and it is love that takes us from you.
And in the coldness of our leaving, you alone must ask to remember what is true.

I'm a lover of leaving hoping my leaving teaches you something.
That the truth of our Love is not this temporary meeting.
For our Home is no temporary thing…


I'm a lover of leaving hoping my leaving teaches you something.

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