The Scar of a Diamond

The sight of the diamond

Scars my heart.

Sometimes I choose this trail

Because it is your favourite too.

However, I end up regretting it

Mostly due to seeing her.

Her happiness drains my soul

As I remember how it is us

That are so happy together

With no disruptions from the universe.

Those memories always rush back at me

Whenever I walk along our favourite trail.

I bet you tell her that too.

Some days I wonder if you know

That I am there.

On the same trail that you walk on each day.

You point towards the water

And I remember you telling me the exact thing.

“This is the place I feel the most peace at.”

I will always remember those words.

Always.

I walk around the water a few more times than usual

In hopes that it would bring me closer to you.

That is all I hope for.

But now, I choose this trail for a different reason.

I know that you’re with her

And I could never change that.

I choose this trail because of the memories.

Not the bad memories

Of seeing you with her.

No, the good memories

Of us when we walk around the water

Talking, laughing, embracing.

Nothing can take those memories from me.

Not even her.

But, the scar of her diamond

Reminds me of losing you.

I will never forget what it is like to be in your arms

And I will never forget the pain in my heart

That is forever a scar from her diamond.