i wish…

letting go didn’t feel like i am holding nothing but my breath.

it was about facts and not feelings.

i wasn’t happier without you.

i didn’t feel like in 10 years time you will tell our story and get my name wrong.

i could recognize the person you have become.

i was more comfortable in my skin.

i could text you “goodnight”.

i had happy poems to share. #life

my internal scars were external. they prove i am stronger than those who have hurt me.

it was easier to separate missing a memory from missing a person.

i didn’t overestimate friendships. that mistake hurts.

i could proudly choose me each time and be satisfied.

change wasn’t the only constant thing in life.

they realized i don’t write anything for anyone else but me.

read the full series:

part one

part two

part three

part four