5d
i carry no hatred, only a quiet understanding.
what was once heavy in my chest is now just a memory,
soft and fleeting, like smoke dissolving into air.
you taught me the strength of leaving,
the grace in letting go without bitterness.
i am no longer bound to the ache of us,
but i’ll carry the lessons like whispers
of who i’ve grown to be.
what was once heavy in my chest is now just a memory,
soft and fleeting, like smoke dissolving into air.
you taught me the strength of leaving,
the grace in letting go without bitterness.
i am no longer bound to the ache of us,
but i’ll carry the lessons like whispers
of who i’ve grown to be.
i feel a strange calmness, like i’ve finally put down something heavy i didn’t realise i was still holding. this isn’t anger or sadness anymore, just acceptance. i’m not leaving with resentment, i’m leaving with clarity. letting go feels less like loss and more like freedom.
