Why did I have to let him go?
Why did I have to rip my heart out, keep my head high, and walk straight into an unknown future?
Time. It’s about time that I needed to realize my self-worth, my self-respect.
I trusted him, but he couldn’t take the responsibility. I trusted him, I trusted him.
Trust, trust, and trust. Such a small word, that could mean the whole world for someone.
I had to reproach myself again, this time however, a different demon to blame.
I had to let go because it’s more powerful than holding on. And I am powerful. I am The Light. I am The Life. And I’ve never seen a life so full of love and warmth.
I miss my home, a home I will never know. For how can a lost soul find a never existing home. It keeps moving around, giving its best for temporary peaceful moments. A well of love, of light.