The Blood & The Bones

Dear Girl…

We loved the same man.  We did so at the same time without knowing.  And now, I know about you and you know about me.

You have loved him for many years.  I have loved him for just a short time.  And, as much as he occupies space in my heart, you do in my mind.

I think about the things you’ve said and the things he didn’t say.

I think about his excuses, explanations and elegant tongue.  But, I also think about the way he looks at me.  I think about the way he has looked at me with the regret in his eyes for both of us.  I think about how I truly believe he’s sorry.

I didn’t mean to love him.   I promise, I didn’t know you did too.  I tried to move on .  I’m sorry, but I can’t help but love him now. You can hate me if you want but you know I meant no harm. And you know he sought me out because your love wasn’t free to give him. And mine was.

I believe that you are his past.  I believe that I am his present.  And I think the parts of you and I he will never be rid of.. the happy, the harm and the healing will be a part of his future.

LL~