So Over You

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Seven Months.

That's how long it took,

for me to be over you.

Tired of the crying,

Tired of the hurt,

Tired of everything.

Seven Months.

And I'm over you.

I take a long look in the mirror,

Seeing a confident girl looking back,

Smiling even,

No worry,

No regret,

Freedom.

Freedom.

Freedom.

That's what I see.

No more hurt.

No more worry.

Tonight and nights on end,

I will fall asleep,

Without a single tear perched in my eye.

I will smile,

I will laugh,

And I will encourage you.

It no longer hurts.

Go about your life,

thinking of what we have.

And how easliy you ended it.

And the months of suffering.

And the days of rain.

But I will not cry no more.

I will smile into the mask of fear.

I will laugh at the face of pain.

I will bring down the master of unhappiness.

I am happy.

I will stay happy.

And I don't need you to complete me.

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