Fe(el/ar).

I’ve been told many times that I shouldn’t have to control every aspect of my life. That I shouldn’t have to protect myself from the unknown. That I need to let things change my life. But I’m in love with my life. And I don’t want it to change. And I guess that is where…

Sweeping.

It’s time to make peace with all the broken pieces we left behind us.

Dismissed.

Your words ring like bells. Time to start and time to go. The clock ticks heartbreak.

War.

Our relationship was built on battles. I always fought you. It was an endless tight rope performance. Balancing my freedom with the treacherous cage you had for me.   Nothing impressed you. Nothing worked. It just tore us apart. With time, we were both tired. Exhausted of the passive aggression. We grew tired of having…

Windy.

Time gave us new paths. We are not who we once were. Let the breeze blow past.

Finally.

You will never change. So I’m thankful that I did. It was about time.