PAST TO DUST

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When you hurt me I wanted you to die.

I used to spend nights and days plotting your destruction.

Because you deserved every inch of it.

This is how bad you were.

And after I left , you did not stop,

you used people we both knew.

You talked about me behind me back,

you tricked others as well.

But I did not speak.

I kept on running away.

Since then, though,

things have changed.

Not in a big magnificent way,

but sometimes a little alteration is enough.

Cause you know, the hardest part is letting go,

allowing your past to become dust.

Now it's ok,

I'm finally moving on.

I'm not forgetting, but at least 

I don't care the same as yesterday.

But I do NOT forgive you.

Your actions are inhuman.

I will NEVER forgive you.

You messed up something inside me.

And that is permanent.

Some parts of my soul died the day you showed me the real you.

And I've been fighting myself for too long,

trying to accept my stupidity.

Could I have seen it earlier, before the consequences?

Maybe.

It doesn't matter anymore.

Because now ...

I dance!

I sing!

I run!

I laugh!

I eat!

I read!

I feel!

I sleep!

I dream!

I've healed.

I' M FREE.

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