TIME TO RELEASE THE GRIEF .

All this time,
I thought the heaviness and discomfort I had towards you was unforgiveness
The type of heaviness that makes you think about a person
or a situation and completely get immersed
in the offense or disdain as if it just happened.

As time passed and my healed eyes opened,
I realized it wasn't unforgiveness or merely my inability to forget.
It was grief.

I was mourning the person I thought you were, the bond I thought we had,
the future I always pictured you in.
I was grieving because I was accepting that your seasons in my life had expired.

Yet, within this grief, a quiet release began to grow,
A recognition that love sometimes means letting go,
Not out of bitterness, but out of respect for what once was,
and courage to welcome what is yet to come.

So I let the tears fall, gentle and unashamed,
knowing that healing is a journey, not a destination.
And in this mourning, I find space for new beginnings.