There will be a moment in time,
When I start missing you a little less,
When I hear your name and my heart doesn't skip a beat,
When I see your face and my heart doesn't ache.You will always be special ,
For you evoked the most naive feeling I ever felt.But the fear of not being able to miss you,
The raging calmness of my unattached soul,
The hidden strength of my mended heart
All just encompasses one thing,
The pain and comfort of letting you go.And when I think,
It's me who did it.
It's me who came out where I thought I never would.
For once I realised I deserved better,
Letting go has been the best decision ever.Another old poem!
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Scribbled Paint (Poetry)
PoetrySome Scribbled Paint splashed on this ashen world 15/06/18 to 18/05/19