I’m still healing, but
I’ve been better since you left.
Sure, it hurt.
It hurt a lot.
But it was the best thing you could’ve done for me.
Because the truth is-
I would’ve of never left and you’d still be hurting me continuously and I’d still be fighting for your love that wasn’t mine to begin with.
I’ve began writing again.
Writing and photography.
And I keep finding these pieces of myself I thought were forever lost.
And I’m happy again.
Genuinely and completely happy.
And maybe I’m not ready to love again. But
today, this cute boy passed me this note with his number and a drawing of a giraffe.
Little did he know, giraffes are my favorite animal.
And like I said, maybe I’m not ready to love again.
But I think it’s time to at least open myself up to the idea of letting someone in again and loving them.