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I Am Not the Same Person I Used to Be

Your name used to be
A song upon my lips
I remember
Your passion for life
I recall that look
In your brown eyes
We were together
A fresh new start for me
For you, I was a woman
Who thought I knew Love
What did I know? Nothing...
There were years
Long, long, lonely years
Too few smiles
Far more tears
I lost myself
I searched for myself
I found I needed
To be Free
I found the courage
To move on
Without you
With me
Can I forgive you
For this experiment
No, perhaps someday, yes
I will never die
That way again
I live now
I will forget you
I never will forget
Me...

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sunrisehawk · 61-69, M

Mingled with the sadness and disappointments of this world are moments of joy, excitement, and expectation.

Choosing to live rather than merely to wait for the inevitable demonstrates your courage, power, and choice of action.

It matters not who forgets or forgives, but the choice to live is the only one that matters.

Your words are telling.

PoetryNEmotion · F

I only created this as my memories went back for a few minutes. I am most fine and very happy, Hawkman. I did what had to be done to be Free after decades of dissatisfaction and a cold marriage. I loved your 3rd sentence. Thank you ever so much. :)