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TO MY LOVER'S EX

 TO MY LOVER’S EX,


You may not know me and it is all right, 

I would not say that I know you either.

We both have a part of him that will never leave us. 

Well, it is never possible to delete someone’s existence from our lives. 


He tells me everyday that he would stand by me till his last breath,

And I believe him with all that I have.

He looks into my eyes and it is always there,

The love, and with it, the fear too.


He has the fear of losing the love he has sought in many others,

The fear of not being good enough,

Good enough to make someone want to stay.

The fear of being left in the dark by the one light of his life.


To my lover’s ex, I hope you are happy now

And that you have found what you were pursuing 

But most of all, I hope that it was all worth instilling these fears in him.

No hard feelings, we all have needs.


I wish we had met earlier, for I could know you better,

'cause no matter how hard I try, 

I always wonder why, just why would you wound him,

And cut deep, over and over again, to leave him bleeding.


He has bled and you might wanna know,

He still is bleeding from your cuts,

All over his life and all over his loved ones.

And the regret is his, which would rather be yours.


To my lover’s ex, just for once, love him again like he was yours,

Love him for what he was before you, before the others you had with him,

And now tell me, is he the person he was before?

Tell me you can’t love him anymore.


You can’t, because he isn’t who you fell in love with

He is struggling to love himself,

And he tries everyday to give me the love that he so much needs,

For him to patch his wounds and heal. 


I don’t wish you ill, nor do I blame you for leaving me him to deal with,

I love him and I took him in for all he has been and all that he is.

I write to you to request you to not leave behind another him,

Another wounded to bleed the way he is bleeding.


To my lover’s ex, here I sign off,

Tending his wounds that bleed, caressing the scars left.

Resonating with someone miles apart, in the future,

Wishing for her to not have to do the same some day.


Sincerely, your ex’s lover.

Comments

  1. Unknown29 March 2021 at 20:16

    This is what my wife goes through, with me. Thanks for expressing her feelings.

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    1. Janiesa Chhetri29 March 2021 at 20:19

      She must know your worth to stick by and help you through this.

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