, till it gets better...

i held onto your words for the longest of time ,

i let a part of me die ,

as i was awakening parts of you that you have neglected ,

the first thing you did when you gathered yourself together with my help ,

you left...

you opened a wound within myself ,

that seemed so impossible to heal ,

better days were far ahead ,

as i was leaning more onto the cracks that you left me with ,

but nothing could have made you stay ,

you still left...

my unhealed self held onto the memory of you ,

the beautiful parts of yourself i chose to stay with ,

while taking care of the open wound that you had left ,

i kept reminding myself that better days are coming ,

even at times where i never believed in such ,

looking in the mirror now ,

i see a true reflection of what i could have lost ,

had i gone your direction .