story fifty one

I have a symphony on the back of my mind, it has been playing on repeat since September. I was trying to get the right words to fit to this sound. all I got was tears that i am now used to their warmth.

I have tears warming me at night, while you have a woman's hand warming your heart.

I have been destroying my soul, saying that you left me Unwhole, with nothing, that you took all the best parts of me, that you were the reason i feel empty.

I now remember that You, were the reason i got empty in the first place, i was life.. I am still life. I was freedom... still is. My soul begged i didn't listen.. it begged that i let it crawl again, dream, love again. Today i listen to my soul, Today I am free, just like you found me, and just like you left me.

- Free.