An Unknown Masterpiece
How do I let go of my past with him?
After all,
He damaged my heart, my mind, my soul...
I allowed him into my vulnerable heart, and he soiled every perception I obtained of a relationship.
I trusted in him, I gave him all of my time.
My effort.
My love.
Of course, I sometimes still believe
that it would perhaps make life easier to just give in.
To settle.
To allow my vicious thoughts off their distressed leashes:
"He used to talk with me so sweetly,
provide for me unendingly,
and how he would kiss me;
oh
so
softly."
A predicament still remains, however.
I am not in love with him, anymore.
He does not own me, anymore.
I am not his misused pet,
any. more.
I am God's masterpiece.
I am His, and He is mine.
He has created me.
shaped me.
blessed me.
and saved me.
I am no one else's upon this broken world.
I am God's.
I am His, and He is mine.