He cried

The person

who I’d loved 

was still in there.

Trapped.

Behind the scar tissue,

the fear,

the anger,

the broken dreams and

could-have-beens.


Go well,

person who once

was mine.

Find joy

and contentment.

Relief 

and 

release.


~Lu


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