Beautiful pain

A very big thanks to my dearest friend of profound thoughts. Your beautiful poem was therapeutic to my soul. I'm so thankful that I have found a friend like you.

Bleeding, every part.
Where all his words and promises drips away like drops of blood,
Memories of him slowly sets like the sun,
Leaving me with empty hopes,
And his silence to bear.

I am no special person,
I desire to fall in love, Just like every woman.
Letting my defense down, so he could come,
Take his words and believe in them,
Burn my lips, and think of him.

I often wonder why was I so persistent.
Have I tricked myself,
got caught in the string of my own web of emotions?
But then, it was a decision.
Which I did not regret.
Neither did I understand why,
Perhaps thats how love is,
No reason.

I do not blame him,
Not now, not before, not ever,
In love, no one is to be blamed,
Its all part of a bigger plan,
Before I meet my one true love.

Hey, I didnt lose.
I have friends who brought me to the Healer's arms.
Who reminded me that pain can be beautiful.
Thank you for that glimpse of love,
I have given it for God's glory,
Where pain can truly, Be beautiful.

May God bless all the women reading this. If you have not known hurt, you have not known love.