Poetry

The Ache

“And I hope my heart is enough.
Because that’s all I have left to give.”

My heart lingers in the air, reaching out to you, but it’s trapped by me and my walls. And I wonder if you can feel my ache. How I miss you. How I miss the way things used to be. I wonder if you can sense how much I still need you. Yet, at the same time, wish I could just be. Loving you the way you deserve. I don’t know if this will ever change — if our reality will stay the same. But I know it’s taken me too long. And with no end in sight, I release my heart. I cut that tether and watch it float away. Watch it drift towards you. And I hope that’s enough. Because that’s all I have left to give.

© Sarah Doughty
2018

I do hope that’s enough.

9 thoughts on “The Ache”

  1. Wouldn’t it be convenient if others felt how we felt about them? Then, we wouldn’t have to try to put these feelings into words. However, there is a way around that – SHOWING how we feel.

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    1. Ah yes. I agree with you there. For me, though, showing isn’t so easy. As a result of my past, I find it very difficult to show much physically. It seems my brain set up a barrier that prevents me from reaching out to hold my husband’s hand, let alone the daunting task it would be to be the one to kiss him. It only gets worse from there. It seems words are my best avenue for expression, but it never quite measures up.

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