The big wheels turn

You ever pick at yourself and wonder what or why a person you held dear decided to up and leave, plainly and simply gave you up? The reasons are inexplicable and the arguments non existent. You, naturally wanting to understand, retrace your steps, wonder what you possibly could have done or could have said to cause such a reaction. Unable to get at anything worthwhile you simply conclude that you were too YOU. Not necessarily imperfect faulty or intolerable but just you. And you twist and turn and agonize at not being able to have that person in your life and after you've had your share of mourning you do the only thing that is in your power to do, you let go and you move on. There is no sense in crying over spilt milk longer than is necessary. But ages upon ages later the Karma police kick in and then it's like sweet satisfaction. The kind of satisfaction that’s not of any use to anyone but your own. And no I don’t mean the kind that begets huge calamities on said fleeing party’s life but the kind that lets you know you did no wrong. They remember you for the good and its like the blind has been lifted and all of a sudden you can breath a little easier because you both realize that though they’re out of your life and at a distance they still value you and you them.