If was as if her memories were taken, blissfully streamed from her conscious mind. He was of no importance. She was free.
I was at an inn, drinking wine and lost in thought.
When I fell asleep, it was like someone sucked out all my affection for Him.
I imagined it as if a magical creature touching my head, digging through my mind, reaching and taking my misplaced affection for a man that caused me nothing but anguish.
It was like any and every affection I had for him was blissfully gone.
Gone like when lightning passes and the after is glorious sunshine.
It was the first time in a long while where I felt free.
I had my wings again.
I flew from all my self-loathing that stemmed from my masochistic affection from Him
I was finally, finally free.
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