This has to be one of the: This has to be one of the most deftly crafted poems I've ever read on the subject of ill-fated love and its permanent scars.
You hit the bullseye, most excellent Poet!
Feeling your rage,: Feeling your rage, frustration and dismay over the surreal, demented state of things. Some call this ranting; I call it giving a voice to those who have been silenced.
Kudos for speaking out!
I cheered every line of this: I cheered every line of this refreshingly realistic poem that upends the fairy tales, reaches deep into what truly matters and left me feeling genuinely good and thinking: Yes! This is love!
A keeper.
tough to let go of the past.: tough to let go of the past. I know this all too well and can feel the pain you must be going thru. I think the reason its so hard to let go is because we are afraid of not learning from it and thus repeating some awful mistake. Plus the future is always a damn scary place to think about. For all of us.