The end

By the time we ended
we’d already been through the worst
the lies
the hurt
the battle.
I was a mess
scrambling to pick up
what was left of me
Broken.
Exhausted.
Relief.

No tears left to cry
I gathered my things
one in front of the other
my life on my back
I moved
across the seas
and never looked back

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