Moving On
The moment between saying goodbye
and leaving
is a storm brewing over the horizon,
a tug of war in my chest
asking,
Should I walk away or stay?
Sometimes,
I loved you a little more than I loved myself
is a...
and leaving
is a storm brewing over the horizon,
a tug of war in my chest
asking,
Should I walk away or stay?
Sometimes,
I loved you a little more than I loved myself
is a...