I grew,
Not the kind of mental growth that makes you a whole new person,
Nor the kind of physical growth that would turn eyes

But I grew out-
Out of him,
Out of love.

They say forgiving makes you a bigger person,
But I believe the growth that come with forgiving is so much more.

When you grow,
You get to see the world,
That was blinded by his beautiful yet deadly, deceiving eyes.

You get to feel the world that you could not even see what more touch because,
Because his arms were protecting,
At least, that’s what he said.

And mostly,
You get to love -love the world,
Because when you were in love with him,
You didn’t have enough love to give anything or anyone but him.

So don’t stop growing,
Because today I grew,
I grew to love the me that doesn’t love him anymore.