Something you work so hard for
Something you waited so long for
Something you thought was sure to come.
Is lost.
Or taken.
Or never came to pass.
Sadness left.
To fill the void left by hope.
You can feel it.
Eating away at you.
Piece by piece.
You feel nothing.
Disconnected from your source of strength.
Then
You stand tall. You take a stand. And Let go.
The love that has been waiting and waiting and waiting and waiting for you.
You finally let it in.
You realize the greater the void, the greater your capacity for love.
But you’ll never know
until you take that first step.
Not knowing if there will be ground underneath to catch you.