This is me
I will no longer wait around for the aura of the little light you luster on me
It took me long but I finally realize
You are not worth fighting for
It’s only me in this battle laboring for your long defunct affection
But shedding remembrances of you is as difficult as it was easy for me to love you
I will wish for a memory to supplant the taste of you, stronger arms to replace the feel of you
I will look for a hand to replace the one I clung to
The one that didn’t want to be held
I will find it, won’t I? I don’t want to let go…..
But I will relentlessly seek the freedom of being free of you.