Road maps

By this time tomorrow

Nothing will have changed

I will still look at you with the same longing eyes

I will still have hope that you’ll give me a chance

It will still hurt to see you with him

However

The acceptance will grow little by little with each day that passes

A recognition of how my role in our situation got us to this point

And how i can avoid the repetition for my own growth

Im hoping in time

My journey will be used as a road map for others

Danger and warning signs posted at the entrance of certain choices

Followed by

“ENTER AT YOUR OWN RISK”

A path lined with candles and rose pedals

Disguising the barbed wires

Hidden amongst the fairy lights that light the way