Three Years Without You


I feel sad like I left you in the child drop box at the fire station.

I feel mad that I didn’t dig deeper to make things work out between us.

I feel depressed that I had to move on with my life without you.

I feel relieved that I don’t have to care for you anymore.

I feel happy that you’re in better hands now.

I feel bored without the challenge of making you better.

I feel blessed knowing that my relationship with God defines me, not you.

I feel pride knowing how much I’ve grown since I let you go.





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