i tried to chase you before you left but the door had already closed, and it vanished like you but you could never be just a memory.
i packed myself up, made it up in my heart, that i would never be lonely.
i was going to find you even if it was my life because you were my life and i had never realized until you said goodbye without saying goodbye- i cried and cried and cried and cried.
(the absence of you was my demise.)i'd said a million times
i would go back
if i could.
i thought about scenarios of my life, thinking of the chance to recreate the created,
i hated the finality of reality.
how badly i wanted to go back and be
that little girl.to sit beneath you as you did my hair,
rubber bands in hand and a wrist full of ribbons
loose teeth and ashy knees
glasses and hall passes,
riding that rickety ass bus
if it meant i could return to us-
i thought i would give anything, give everything up.nothing prepared me for a loss like that
so i built myself back
from my ashes
and rose.i watered myself and grew
saw the magic in me
that you always knew
was there, untapped and waiting for me to wake up.i used to think i'd had enough
and would leave with you
that's exactly what i thought i'd do.until i started to reach
to breathe
to be
and believe that it's
okay for me to be happy
the strength i built on a foundation so shaky,
never in my life have i been so proud of me.i miss you, but i choose nobody else
everything i've been through makes me
myCELF.

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Поэзияwhen my head hit the PILLOW, i dreamt of words and painted them with letters, hoping to release. hoping to find peace.