Strong One.

Its midnight

and I can smell the rain

wishing I could call and hear your voice

every breath and every thought is tangled up in you.

 

Instead I am the strong one

who won’t go down that road again

who wants what she can’t have

dreaming of a place where I feel alive

 

I am the strong one

everything to everyone

everyone but you 

 

 

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I found this when I was going through my documents and it was written in 2013. I honestly have no memory of writing this, but I’m guessing it was from a “prompt” because the subject matter is something that I wasn’t dealing with at the time but have known. I love when I find a piece of writing and don’t want to send it to the recycling bin. 

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