When He Left, I Met Myself Again

He did not just walk awayhe carried pieces of me in his silence. My pride, once standing tall,folded into questions.My arrogance, once loud,drowned in self-doubt. My strength,oh, I thought it was mine,until it trembled in his absence. My voice grew quiet,as if it had forgotten its own language.My opinions blurred,seeking validation that was no longerContinue reading “When He Left, I Met Myself Again”