There are so many people in my life who care about me.
People who would take bullets for me.
Fight for me.
People who will always be there.

So why do I feel so alone?

You told me I taught you
what it means to love.

What I didn't know is that
the love I taught you
would be given to
someone else.

They say that sometimes
holding on hurts more
than letting go.

I let you go
in hopes of my heart
becoming as okay
as yours when I'm
not with you.

It feels like my
shoulders are lighter
my smile is brighter
and I'm finally whole
again.

Everyday I
break a little more,
and
fall a little harder.

But it all just teaches me how to
stand a little taller,
and
rise a little stronger.