I long to get away from the city noise to reset myself — to drive on the old highway down by the water, keeping my eyes steady on the winding road as it follows the coastline.
No one knows my story at a first glance, and no one will know yours. But I promise, I will always try to see the good in you and understand how you got to where you are now.
Why focus on the past when the future is full of possibilities?
What happened cannot be reversed or erased from my mind, but I hope that day by day, those memories will fade away and eventually be lost.
While I was still holding on, you were already long gone.
How can you stop feeling loss, unless you’ve turned your flames of anger into butterflies of forgiveness that you can let go?
Today, for the first time in 6 months, I went an entire day without you crossing my mind.
I’m healing now, so please don’t talk to me if you don’t mean it; I’d rather be filled with silence than lies.
Someone like you tried to break someone like me.
All that will be left are the reminders of a time where the pain went on for days, months, and years.