Its been a year
And I finally know
What went wrong
You didn't know how to love
And I didn't realize
So I always felt
That I had to earn you
And I was never good enough
On Easter marked the one year anniversary of a huge turning point in my life. A turning point that was in the making for 20 years. And it's okay to remember that it was hard. I still remember the long nights crying in my room wondering what I would do without you. And I'm not saying that it doesn't make me feel sad when I think about how awful it was, but I think we are both more peaceful when we are apart. I'm sure those of you who follow my poetry are probably sick of seeing my poems about the same instance, but to be honest, as hard as it was, I don't want to forget. And poetry isn't about pleasing the crowd. It's about turning the tune of your soul into written words.