I gave you years like kindling, stacked them neat beside your silence. Watched the smoke of my own hurting curl against a sky you never looked up at. I begged for rain. You handed me dust. So I became the storm myself — boots on the hard ground, voice like thunder, heart finally choosing me. Your door closed. The whole world opened. Now my days are stitched with sunlight, my laughter grows like wild grass. I carry my scars like medals, won in the war that broke my soul. I am not the broken girl you left behind. We are the universe who walked away. And built a better life in the space where you used to be.
12 months; 12 rings ❤️ #ImMyOwnKey
I've spent this time reflecting, healing, growing, and building a new life he'll never touch. Grateful that Daddy, Shadow, and the rest of my lovies have helped me keep moving forward ❤️
#Art & #writing has also been helping ❤️
#healing #growth #love #freedom