I chased you,
begged for you to return,
as if my life could never be whole
without you in it.
But the universe has its own rhythm,
and it wasn't until I stopped running,
until I stopped waiting
for you to find your way back,
that I realized
I was already finding my own.
And then, when I no longer needed you,
when my life was full,
when I was okay living without you,
you came back.
Maybe, just maybe,
life has a way of unfolding
exactly as it should.
Maybe, just maybe,
if things are meant to be,
they will be.
The string that ties us together
never snapped,
it just stretched
until we both found our way.
—MistakenGenius
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Surviving Heartbreak
PoesíaA lover girl who got her heart broken one too many times and now ended up writing poetry about it
