Whispered Wanderings

I’ve broken through to the other side,
a place I thought I’d never find.
Always wondered what it looked like here,
and the view, well, it’s mighty fine.
My heart no longer chained by
impossible feelings
for a you that existed only in my head,
I am at last free to be myself –
A self that no longer needs your love,
no longer craves your affection.
I don’t think it’s what you intended, but
a year ago you gave me the key.
And it took me that year to work the lock –
my innate stubbornness, a
fortunate gift, and finally:
I set myself free.

klm
2/15/25