Released To Love

The guilt of the past, that I did not try hard enough to love you,
Some say, it's not your fault, his problems went beyond the love you gave him,
There was nothing, or no one who could save him from his own destruction,
But the heart I knew was the most beautiful heart ide ever seen or known, 
His only brother committed suicide, he hid his pain behind alcohol and drugs,
I held his hand as long as I could, I stayed by his side through a million tears,
I failed, my love wasn't enough to keep him alive,
He let go of my hand, and took his own life,
I ask myself over and over what could I have done different, 
My son would have a father, I would have my husband,
I buried my heart to hold it together for my children,
I held in tears for years to be strong for them,
If I had not heard your heart, pastor, my heart may have remained buried forever,
God sent you, and I was triggered to face my pain, 
I had lost everything to gain my heart back,
I released his ashes to love again, and prayed for you too,
You don't need to know me,,,,,,but you helped save my life.

In dedication , Jefferey Jon Boone March 28, 1978-July 26, 2005
My love for you will live on, forever in my heart xoxo
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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Mcconnell Avatar
April 10, 2016 at 9:17 AM
such a lovely dedicationary piece Cortney, filled with love and memories that pulls at the heart showing real love displayed heart on ones sleeve. brill write, blessings, Gordon
Bartholomew Avatar
April 12, 2016 at 3:19 AM
Thank you Gordon
Withee Avatar
April 9, 2016 at 2:34 PM
Very honest and raw, I like it. I try to write honest also, though I'm not as good as you. Good job.
Bartholomew Avatar
April 12, 2016 at 3:33 AM
Thank you Samantha. ..girl, we are all beautiful and unique! You are just as good! Don't ever sell yourself short, we all have a story, and our heart's bring us together. ...thank you for your caring comments and your compassion :)
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