anything could resemble
every individual's love for someone,
It could be something or nothing,
I assumed it was a slow burned romance
yet I realized it was never romance at all.
Subsequently,
a heart that aims to let go,
is an act of bravery,
for the soul has known that it's only
a fleeting affliction.
The 10 pages of poetry for
the months I have felt positivity,
is now coming to an end,
as I look ahead and ignites a new journey
that surely will be written next ahead.
merMia
