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by Jessie Jan 13, 2014 category : Life, society / other
Taking each photo down Slowly, one by one Days or weeks between I don't need them anymore That doesn't mean it's over Not for me anyway They have a safe place Home with each letter addressed to you It just means I no longer need them I can do this on my own Me, I, for the first time I AM strong enough now I still desire your touch, Your smile is intoxicating, I would give up everything To hear you laugh again But I no longer rely On those things to get me by I don't need the constant reminder You may or may not be there. I am my own person I always said only I Can make myself happy But I question if I meant it before Did I really mean that? I think I was living a lie Telling myself I was strong When in reality I was weak It's taken a nightmare A horrid dream I wish to wake But it's here and now. And to cope is a beautiful outcome I love you and always will I crave to hear you say "I'm here" Or to show up at my door But until that day I will prove my growth.