Moving On
The further you move,
from touching my heart and soul,
the less I feel I disapprove
and realise I am still whole.
The fear of being alone
dims and fades as I adjust.
The emptiness has flown
and now I’m losing my trust.
I am worth more than this
absence of your touch
which I miss
but not quite as much.
The chasm in my chest
finds itself healing,
no longer aching in protest
instead, I am growing.
You taught me my own value,
what I was worth.
Now I know I can do
anything with my rebirth.
Memories still flutter in
but no longer cause any pain
and the thoughts create a spin
that focus me in my new lane.
This journey is exciting and freeform
and alone I venture,
unafraid of the storm,
without need to censor.
You made me strong
And I will always love you
but my road is long.
I now know who…
I am…
I am me.
The me you helped me discover,
who will forever
have the strength
to go to any length
to be who I am.
