But to do that, I had to release the old me and discover the new me
But I had already grown attached to the person I was
So I couldn’t quite move on from the person you had left me as
Because there was always just a little bit of you left in who I was
Embedded in me like a piece of glass in my palm
That was the last bit of you I had, and I couldn’t let it go so easily
So I held on as long as I could
Until it finally dawned on me that I no longer needed your presence
That I was me on my own, not needing anyone else to coexist with.
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