nothing else but my heart's desire [COLLECTION] | FINISHED

Thank you for leaving - ORIGINAL PROSE

I think I'm finally ready to leave you in the past, though I may still think of you from time to time. I'll remember how it was wrong, how hurt I felt in being right, and how nothing mattered in the months after you left, when nothing felt right and everything felt wrong. It mattered then, and it matters now, for now wouldnt exist without the trials and tribulations of yesterday. I'm thankful for the pain now, and the valuable lessons learned, though I still find I hesitate when I open my mouth and I hold back, not allowing others to see me for who I am - warts and all. When they peek through the cracks in my exterior, I stumble, I crumble, my hands begin to shake. I have another by my side, he stayed when you did not. I stand when I wish to fall, I dare not lower my gaze, I stand firm in my discomfort and allow him to see the vulnerability underneath, and he'll stay, he'll kiss me and he'll tell me he loves the bruises and scars left by you, for they are a part of me: flawed, imperfect, as human as you were, as I always was, though you never wanted to see what that meant in the years to come. You never cared to see and stay, and I'm thankful for that, for your absence in the end. Thank you for leaving, I realised I never needed you to begin with.