Small one

I don't know how.

I don't know how hearts heal. How they become whole again. No one teaches you that.
They tell you love is great, dream big and all that, but at the end of it all they can say is move on??? In all the "wisdom" people got, that's the best you came up with??

Isn't there anything else? Because moving on doesn't really seem possible.

You build your whole world around the hopes of something and someone comes, intentionally or not, ruins what you've tried to built all your life, and you're supposed to dust off and keep going??

Sorry, that might work for others, but for me, for now... it doesn't.

I can't dust you off. I can't leave you behind. I can't move on. I can't let go.

I have one tiniest hope though... that in His majesty and glory God will not cease to care about the small ones. That He will be merciful enough not to despise the insignificant ones, the brokenhearted ones.

He has not let me down this far. I hope, I dare ask He doesn't let me down now either.

He has not given up on me yet. And even if people keep walking out of my life the way they have in the past... He will still be standing firmly right beside me. I have this to rely on. I have nothing else now.

I have no one else now.