The words I didn't say || poetry

growing

The sun reminds me I am growing.
The way it beats down on me making me glow in every way possible.
The fresh breeze helping me breathe just a little bit deeper, and as the days go on I begin to not think of you as much.
I begin to not cry as much and to not feel as lonely without you.
I even start to do things I never thought I would be doing,
but I am doing them.
With or without you

-growing