I Did It

I did it,     one day,           something I did not               want to do… For it meant     doing something for me,           something I had never done… You were here for so long,     that I had gotten used,           to having you here… I did not want you     to leave, for it meant           I would have to               release my love for you… I wanted to always love you,     as I did before… But I knew I could not,     therefore I could not move on… I know you wanted me     to move on… What you did that last day,     was so I could,           and do it well… When they took you away,     that morning,           my love for you               was just as strong                     as it had been… All I had to prepare me     to let you go,           was just 4 days… Watching you lying there,     near death… Before then,     there had been no sickness,           to be thankful               that you were gone                     and no longer suvffering… No thoughts of bad times,     that would destroy,           the love we felt for each other… So the love remained,     until the day,           I dreaded… The day I released you,     from my heart… I knew what it would mean,     that I would be alone,           totally alone... And I did not want that     at all, but I am ready now           to face the world,               ready to love again… For you released me… You released my heart… Because you knew,     it had to be done… © Jonathan Wikkins November 14, 2001 Revised March 5, 2008 All Rights ReservedWritten November 14th, 2001 © on Nov 13 2001 03:08 PM PST, David Michael Shurtleff   spiritual