Lighter ~

The rain cleansed our hearts

From the heaviness of this world.

It polished the sky from the gloominess,

From the sadness it held.

It paved a way for a fresher beginning,

Leaving those, who weren’t meant to be, behind.

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To the voice that loved him madly.

It gets better

After you pass the first big dates without him.

The feelings rush through your nerves,

Viewing flashbacks of all the happy moments

And even the mental breakdowns you had.

Reminding you why it worked for a while,

And why you both had to leave.

So,

It’s okay.

You’ve passed the heavenly end of summer,

You’ve passed the day you approached him again,

You’ll pass the anniversary,

You’ll pass his birthday,

You’ll pass that intense Christmas.

You’ll pass the re-writes of all New years.

You’ll pass it all without him, and it’s okay.

To the 4th of November.

One stage of getting over someone you loved is when you start convincing yourself how it wasn’t love and that it was just an illusion.

That stage of denial and the shoving away of memories into boxes and hiding them under a pile of mess.

Whether it’s a right or wrong method, it helps sometimes, and it’s helping at the moment.

Farewell, Danny.

To the biggest sin of my life,

I have betrayed the promise you begged me to make.

But finally, I don’t feel like fighting my feelings anymore.

And I’m tired of giving him up to someone else.

So, before I place your book on the upper shelf,

I’ll say one more last goodbye,

And thank you for the pain and love I’ve received

A part of me wanted you to hold on a little longer.

Did I request a refund?

Did you send the package at your own discretion?

Did I come by knocking on your doors, asking you to give it back?

I cannot recall how it happened

But when I stripped down to my bones,

I found a muscle beneath my ribs,

Beating peacefully

In its rightful place.

I pray for your happiness more than I pray for mine.

Don’t ask me how I feel about you,

Because the answer is the same.

I honestly don’t know.

I know that the way I view your personality

Has changed over the years,

Which makes it confusing for me to figure out my feelings.

I don’t think I’ll ever love myself wholeheartedly,

Because if I did, I would have accepted your love.

I never think I deserve that kind of admiration.

Maybe that’s why I can only chase behind those

Who can love me less than I do.

Don’t ask me if there’s any hope,

Because the answer is still the same.

I hope you’ll find someone better

Who can love you the way you deserve to be loved.

I feel like,

I can never allow myself to be with you

Because I think too highly of you.

And I think too little of myself.