Freeing

I thought I would miss her,

After she walked away

Saying those words 

That cut so deep

Like a knife 

Against my beautiful caramel skin.

What I didn’t anticipate

Was the feeling of freeness

Of individuality 

Of air in my lungs.

Her being gone was supposed to hurt 

But instead 

It gave me so much joy 

That I am embraced the smile lines

That have sprouted like a seed 

When you finally give it what it needs.

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