I start to watch a movie that captured my heart many years ago.
and a simple letter to his lover, made me feel the true words
My dearest Jocelyn,
” It’s strange to think, I haven’t seen you since a month. I have seen the new moon, but not you.
I have seen sunsets and sunrises, but nothing of your beautiful face.
The pieces of my broken heart are so small that they can be passed through the eye of a needle.
I miss you like the sun misses the flower; like the sun misses the flower in the depths of winter.
Instead of beauty to direct its light to, the heart hardens like the frozen world your absence has banished me to.
I next compete in the city of Paris, I will find it empty and in the winter if you are not there. Hope guides me, it is what gets me through the day and especially the night.
The hope that after you’re gone from my sight, it will not be the last time that I look upon you.
With all the love that I possess, I remain yours. The knight of your heart.”
This simple yet beautiful letter encapsulates my true feelings but one line in particular
“The pieces of my broken heart are so small that they can be passed through the eye of a needle.”
Just this made me bleed just a little, I am still not understanding why I feel such things for a woman who made me do things I wasn’t happy doing, who I lost friends over, just does not make sense, she did and does not deserve my pain nor my love.
The end will come and I embrace the change off this rock, the steps that lead down the path of happiness and content, to feel the warmness of comfort, I do not understand how I’ve lasted but I do know how this ends.
And that my dear readers is the poetry in which life is written.
