about that 'love lost'....

Been asked to write a blog or a story on what have I learned from failed relationships?  On Love Lost or Broken Heart Boulevard……

Funny that topic should creep into the peripheral these days for it is the Boulevard I walk; it is the hearts of others I break.

Love lost? 

What love have I lost? 

Have I lost or left behind? 

I suppose I could blame others;

Make myself to be more innocent than I am.

But that is not the truth;

Not how I remember it anyway.

Trampled hearts I have left behind;

A large swath from the landscape burned and churned behind me.

This trial I blaze is alight with the fire;

And those closest to me are consumed.  Always

I have known great love;

The feeling of a constant song from within.

But I know not how to dance;

And I only plot my demise as the music plays.

Love lost is perhaps an art;

And I, the master of the black canvass.

My strokes are fast and deep;

Cutting through the love with like a sharpened blade.

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No, I don’t know love lost;

Just love tossed aside in my own failed reasoning.

Large steps away from that which calms;

No need for a quiet place.

What have I learned from failed relationships?  I've learned that I am the one to blame on most parts.  I had the power to stop the relationships from failing and chose to ignore that power.  But alas, where one relationship fails to withstand the pressure I create beneath it, others will rise to the challenge.  There is always a new song, a smile on the other side of heartache….if only for a little while.  If only for a little while……