i no longer wonder; no wheres or hows, no whoms or who’s i set no alarms, i expect naught everything is when it has to be and i receive without offerings i am filled with the abundance of me;
when i stopped loving my heart stopped aching, you see
it also turns out i don’t miss you i don’t grip on the past, i never have i certainly don’t miss who i was while i was with you it turns out i have always been better off without you because when i am not with you i am with me and that is the place where i should be
i was once convinced that i would die of heartbreak too bruised to touch, too scarred to heal but dear god, i didn’t surviving became my only instinct
i now know i could never go back to you or anyone who remotely resembles you. i will no longer eat crumbs and dare to call myself full
in the end i turned to forgiveness; you’ve been forgiven
in the end i turned to healing; you have no debts
but in the end the end.
i first wrote this poem in October last year. a full year later it feels reassuring to know that i was already on my way to healing. it is a lonely journey but it is so very worth it. thank you x