And i knew i was going to be okay
As i saw the last of your shadow leave my front door
You were gone
My house was devoid of the lover i always held onto
I still finds bits and memories of you all over my living room but its fine i keep throwing all the bad ones out
And the ones i treasured sit in my diary
With a black cross on my heart
I let out a breath i had been holding
I am going to be fine
No more wallowing in my miseries
I never have to see you again, and i will never have to hold your hand and tell you i love you
Because this, us, we are over
And for good
For good
YOU ARE READING
And It Was All Me
PoetryLearning to unlearn my heartbreaks, and loving myself till i am all i see