the hole in my heart is healing. i think.
the tears are slowly receding, which you'd assume to be a good thing but i suppose it's cool to feel something from the numbness.
the hope is melting away. which is good; it's hard to accept the one person who understood isn't coming back around.
this didn't work out as i'd planned, but now it's a matter of having no option but to move on and pretend what we had was never ours.
after all, the moon drowns, and rises, so as the world goes on, as do i.
i go now, a little bit stronger each day without you.
YOU ARE READING
shadow work
Puisi"diving into the unconscious material that shapes our thoughts, emotions, and behaviors,"
