snippets of her past
are officially gone.
each strand of raven
and each breath
between honey lips,
are the goodbyes she never said.
she wanted this
in the way
she wanted him,
but this was easier accomplished
than trying to grasp
the whipping wind,
and the slipping sand,
from between her fingers.
goodbye past
and goodbye memories.
her head is lighter
and her heart is soaring.
hello future
and hello change.
it's time to be different.
it's time to shine.

she can finally breathe now.