After everything, I finally
don't feel sad anymore.
I don't cry myself to sleep anymore,
and wake up with an aching heart.
I don't spend hours by the windowsill,
Staring at our hand prints.
I don't walk on the paths we left our trails on,
To try and feel you with me anymore.
I don't sniff my pillows
To find your lingering smell.
I don't turn blades in my hands
Thinking about the pain you inflicted.
I am finally not hurting anymore.
I am numb.
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