My branches once reached far and tall, unscathed and strong.
We found one another broken, and we pretended to heal.
I don’t forget the things you and I once did.
I don’t forget the times when you made me feel invincible.
I don’t forget how you taught me to chase the things I dreamt about.
I miss the times when you told me my beauty never compared.
I miss the times you pinky promised our souls and hearts were forever.
I miss the times when it felt like we were the only two people in the world.
I remember feeling like I was losing myself.
I remember feeling you slip away because loving me became a chore.
I remember feeling the weight of my sinking heart as I mustered the courage to say goodbye to you.
There was a lesson to be learned, a heart to be broken.
There was lust but there was sadness, not a love to be pursued.
I wonder when the time will come, for me to find another soul to plant my roots.
But until that day, I may be scathed, but I am strong.
