Vapor rings dance out of my mouth as I think of all the things I have done
Sleeping in a double bed
First time in two years
Space has never felt so cozy
He, a paper weight on my ink-stained soul
It is nice to finally allow the breeze to take me where it pleases
Crunching snow under my boots
The sound of my freedom
Waves crashing their salt-stained spray outside my tent
The scent of my escape
Mascara lashes and new joggers
My uniform for finding myself
Poetry, my national anthem
Friends and late night conversations
My happy place
Kind, soft spoken words are my new normal
I no longer fear his hateful eyes or those porcelain teeth
I know I didn’t deserve him
In fact, I know I deserve all the things he never gave me
I deserve to feel the breeze and happiness
I deserve to hear the ocean and kindness
He once told me to stop dreaming
To get used to the idea that “this is my life, forever”
That sentence was the sound of me walking away.
Christ… that was beautiful… I’m so glad you’ve escaped that life and I’m here with you now.
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I’m so grateful for you… and grateful I escaped when I did…
Thank you, my love 🖤🖤🖤
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