You do a damn good job,
of keeping me awake at night.
And scaring me out of putting my trust into anyone.
I have no intention of letting you back into my life
(but i'm hoping you don't want to get back into it anyways).
In fact,
i want to push you as far away as possible.
But i don't want to forget about what you did to me.
I just want to be able to think about it less often.
I want to be able to think about it, not in sadness, but in pride that i won this battle.
There are days,
weeks,
months,
where i wish it never happened.
But there' a little, tiny part of me
that knows i'm stronger because of it (or at least, i'm getting there).
I'm tired of hurting.
So i'm going to heal.
Starting tomorrow,
i'm going to fix myself.
I'm going to mend all the broken bits.
I know it won't happen fast,
but it will happen.
I'm not a victim anymore.
I'm just a hurting person waiting for some sort of sign,
or some sort of finish line.
Once i reach it,
i'll know i'm over you
and what you did to me.
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