Uncertainty

 I feel uncertain

Full doubt, reflection, and

Trauma. 

Have I grown out of it?

Out of the pain of losing you

Out of the grief when you

left me.

Salt in the wound, and salty tears

Run down my face

Full of doubt, reflection, and

pain.

You weren't there when I needed

you 

the most.

I will return again. I rebuild, 

thinking I can only hang onto

the past.

But really, the future

awaits

with more promise, hope, and

fullfilment

than before.

I just don't know it yet.