Sigh of... Freedom?

How fitting

That as we speak of freedom

From what enslaves us

I have been freed

From the possibility

Of you.

I feel as if the chains

Around my ankles

Have been snapped and burned

I can walk with lightness in my step

The heaviness in my heart

Isn't so heavy anymore

That feeling of "what if?"

Is now a resounding "not happening,"

And I can be at peace with that

I had the patience

(Or not)
To see where this chapter would go

But I can close this book

I can shut the door

On you

On us

And now

I can focus on me

And all I can be

Without worrying

What you think

Cuz to be honest

Did I ever really care?

(Probably...)

But not anymore.