My submission
I submit to this pain,
showing
this loss is not in vain.
I will live with this pain,
knowing
you do not feel the same.
I will cherish this pain,
glowing
with what whisper remains.
I will sleep with this pain
slowing
my anxious heart’s refrain.
I will wake with this pain,
flowing
as a fugue through my veins.
I am freed by this pain,
sowing
the seed to love again.