You broke her.
She couldn’t go a day without crying.
But it wasn’t because she missed you.
It was because she missed herself.
She didn’t know where she was and it took forever to find her.
You suffocated her, nearly killed her.
But the crack of light she thought was blinding her
became the beckon of hope she never knew she needed.
She crumbled your jagged walls of isolation to the ground
and now nothing can constrain her.
You hate seeing her happy,
but that’s not anything new, is it?
Your weight no longer keeps her beneath you.
She’s always been stronger, better, worth more.
It’s a shame you knew before she did.
She could have avoided you all together.