I still hear your words echo in the empty spaces of my heart…
And I still feel your hands around my arm…
You told me I owed you my life for all you gave me
And you left behind wounds I heal daily from.
Still memories in sharp jagged pieces.
The difference now…
Is I can hear the strength in my own voice.
I can feel the courage in my own heart beats.
And the power is all my own.
Don’t mistake my love for mistakes.
I don’t regret a thing.
I’m loving myself in all the ways I needed to.
And I can wish you well.
I can finally wish you to be well.
Well in love and life and happiness.
It’s the same prayer I keep for myself too.
In poetry and traces these lines across my heart.
I am beautiful and a little more than stubborn,
A touch too independent and I can be a hard person to love.
I’m learning how to love
Myself and it’s a priceless lesson.
Life is a miracle and I can’t wait to finally feel it.