he comes rushing in my mind again

he does that so much these days

invades my thoughts

turns the equilibrium


in love

I lose control

and that’s never been my forte

I have to learn what it means

to let go of fear and



perhaps a few tragedies

really are enough

perhaps I am


of being


perhaps he really is

who he says he is

perhaps I am safe

perhaps I am loved

I have let go of so much in the past

why is it so hard

to let go

of the hurt?

perhaps the light

feels a bit uncomfortable

to eyes that grew used to shadows

but running away

is no longer

an option

I’ll just have to teach

my heart

to readjust

I’ll just have to tell myself

that it’s ok

that it’s safe now

and promise that there’s nothing to lose

or fear this time

I stared death in the face

and kissed each cheek goodbye

Happiness is mine.

All I have to do

is show up.

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