Broken and shattered. to pieces.

It was all a matter of courage.
The matter of looking myself. With just my vision and view.
Not caring about the big money.
Big time.
In turn, making the heart feeble and small.

The worst kind of relationship handler.

Why someone else's life effected mine so bad.
That it still is.

There is regret, resentment and nothing else.
The heart all out of sync with whatever's happening around.

Stuck. At one place.

There had been something more between us that brought us closer.
Or, is this just overthinking and imagining.

The wedding day is not here yet.
There still is time.
But the place is far.
Too far.

Escaping dying - even when jumped off the cliff.