It Wasn’t Rejection, Bestie

You thought losing him was the end —

a cruel twist, a hollow bend.

But what felt like heartbreak’s cruel direction,

wasn’t rejection,

it was protection.

Years you gave to someone cold,

chasing warmth that never took hold.

You poured your love into an empty space,

searching for light in a loveless place.

Then one day, the truth broke through —

not to shatter, but to rescue you.

The tears you cry, let them fall,

each one is healing, breaking the wall.

Scream if you need, release the pain,

wash away the hurt, the guilt, the shame.

You didn’t lose, you were set free,

from what was never meant to be.

And maybe, just maybe, in God’s time,

someone will come, gentle and kind.

Someone who sees your soul, your worth,

and loves you the way you deserved from birth.

So lift your chin, Bestie — no regret.

You’re not forgotten. You’re not a threat.

What walked away was your protection,

not rejection —

just divine redirection. 💜