As the memories of us begin to drift away,
disappearing like clouds,
crashing waves.
All the doubts, sorrows,
that oh so heavy weight.
They disappear like shadows in the night.
I am at peace with myself,
The broken promises, the empty lies
It was never about me or us-
But about you and your disguise.
Too afraid to take it off and really be seen,
You didn't count on me seeing through it,
And now it scares you, the possibilty, the potential.
The calm before the storm, as I waited with bated breath, for you to accept yourself, to accept us.
The rejection I was feeling wasn't for me, it was for you, but I see now no matter what I do, you can't let it go and just be free.
I will set it free for you, and carry the memory of us and what could have been, proudly-with tenderness and love in my heart, the way it was always meant to be.
I surrender to myself and the love I have to give, it is there waiting, like the seed beneath the snow, till it feels the tender warmth of the sun beckoning it to grow.
With or without you this love will flourish and grow, because what you gave me is the space to set my roots, and the desire to rise, even if that means going it alone.
