Anger is the feeling
I experienced when you left.
Anger that you left,
leaving me alone and unloved.
Anger that I wasn't able to provide
what you needed.
Anger that my love wasn't strong
enough to keep you by my side.
Anger that came after the pain,
but before the inner peace
that shall someday exist in me.
A peace provided by the knowledge
that although my love was rejected,
it was a love that can be rebuilt and be given again.