It’s hard when you give so much of yourself, only to watch others discard it like it meant nothing. But there’s a fire inside that no one can take away. How do you reclaim your light after someone’s departure?
Some people don’t care who they hurt,
Chasing pleasures with hearts inert.
They leave behind pieces, broken trust,
While I’m left grieving, swept like dust.
I gave my soul, my love so true,
But they just played, then bid adieu.
Their hearts were rusted, cold, unkind,
Seeking magic I’d confined.
They moved on, roles neatly played,
While I stayed lost in what we’d made.
They took my light, then walked away,
Leaving shadows in my day.
But I’m not dust to blow apart;
I know the strength within my heart.
They can’t steal the fire I hold—
Even rust can’t dim pure gold.
Even in moments of heartbreak, there’s a resilience we often forget to acknowledge. How do you rise after others have tried to dim your shine?
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