Today, I give you up.
You have hurt me enough--
with your blaming words,
accusing words,
always painting me
as the person causing you
all your troubles
and all your fears to rise up.
When I am just being
authentically,
wonderfully me--
honest,
kind,
following my Heart and Soul.
Your fears are yours,
not mine.
Take the shit back
to right where they belong:
with you.
Today, I give you up.
You will hurt me no more.
I deserve better,
someone finer,
someone mine-r,
someone who
celebrates me,
as I celebrate him,
and Life and Love and Laughter,
together
or apart.
Today, I give you up.
Read my hand:
stop talking to me already.
If I cause you
so much trouble,
why do you still
hound me so?
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