To stay in that bubble of outgrown love is to stay broken,
You broke me, numbed every sense unspoken.
You opened up all emotions and every feeling,
Then left me nostalgic, with no hope of healing.
To keep you in my heart is to suffer in vain,
Still, I smell your scent like a haunting chain.
I close my eyes and all I see is you—
The traces of your touch, like tattoos I never knew.
Our favorite places are now mine alone,
Echoes of laughter carved into stone.
So I take a bold step, leave your memories in the bubble,
I choose to heal, to rise from the rubble.
I will bleed, but wear scars with pride,
Though I cry, I'll walk away dignified.
For I choose to see myself, not who we were,
And leave behind love that can't recur.