to admit i cared for you as much as i did,
scared the shit out of me.
realising that all those nights i promised myself not to fall for you went to waste,
scared me.
but what frightened me the most was telling you that i loved you.
people told me what we had would just end in tears,
i was a fool for thinking any different, for thinking you were someone else.
going through heartbreak is such an odd experience, that i will forever be grateful for,
it made me stronger - leaving you made me stronger.
from the gloomy mornings, the exhausting tear filled late nights to just missing you when the moon came out.
i am grateful for every memory with you and
i am so thankful for experiencing something that made me feel strong again.
heartbreak really is an odd thing.
