This whole time I didn’t know that all I needed was a new beginning.
A place where no one knows me,
A place to lift the weight off of my knees.
I didn’t know how to move on and maybe I still don’t,
but at least now I know there is a world outside of what I was shown.
There is a place that makes me feel like some of the puzzle pieces are starting to come together.
A place where I can explore, dream, and discover.
I hope you understand it’s not personal.
I just can’t be in the place where I watched our castle fall.
I can’t stand the memories of what I’ll never get back.
I couldn’t sit back and watch the train run off the tracks.
I’m not running away, though.
I’m learning that sometimes it’s okay to let go.
It’s okay to find happiness again.
It doesn’t mean that I don’t miss my best friend.
It means that I love myself enough to know that this is not the end.
Now I know that it’s a new beginning.