I know I changed.
That was the point.
I lost myself.
Stuck in a rip tide, drowning in the dark.
Treading water, gasping for air, grasping for life.
And you knew I had a choice.
Grab hold of hope or let go of living.
You didn’t want me dead.
Neither did I.
Here I am.
Standing up stronger, smarter, alive.
But caught in the confusion.
Of you leaving me.
I know I changed.
That was the point.
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I’ve looked at your blog and wondering what section you are reblogging on? Just curious, thank you 🙂
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Beautiful. ❤
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Thank you ❤
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