At least We Met

III. THE HEALING

          The nights when silence is my comrade and mornings that turned into my greatest adversary, are finally reached the end.

          The scars you left, wounds that aches, and tears that falls eventually became my strength.

          My past will no longer be my liability, but my asset. It's a remembrance that once in my life, I fell, I was broken but I learned to stand up again.

          I will no longer dwell in the past. I will keep moving forward. Happiness is waiting for me.