Watching someone I care about walk away is always the hardest for me..
Am always tempted to run and drag them back.
Am always afraid I might breakdown like a small kid watching her mama leave..
Afraid that their memories will haunt me at night,
Afraid that their scent will linger,
Afraid of my fragile heart.

But as their footsteps begin to fade away,
I begin to reflect, I look at my mirror and see the most unique woman I know..
And I tell myself that if being myself couldn't stop the person I love from leaving,
Then he or she wasn't meant to be in my life
They were just a sentence in my story.. Or maybe a small dot in between.

And I brave myself
To face the sunlight again
To smile, to live again.
It may take time and effort
It maybe shaky but...
Surprisingly, I always do!

December 27,2014
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