In the midst of war

between her heart and her mind,

"Enough," she finally said.



so she kept her heart, somewhere unreachable

but enough to get a sunlight

enough to be watered daily

enough to make it alive.



and when the flowers from it grew already,

the leaves were more alive than before

she finally wear it in her sleeve.



and to her surprise,

her heart still echoed the same name.



her heart grew with a space

for someone she haven't talked for a while;

only to find it more peaceful this time.

"i bet this is how letting go feels like," she uttered.