Letting go of a loved one who hurt you is a quiet, slow process. Through your own growth, you begin to see their pain, and with time, you come to understand that walking away saved you.

I will search for truthsuntil I question my own questions,turning over the turned-over.

I never see with the same eyes.That day, you looked like a monster.I closed my eyes and walked away.Years later, I see you again,hiding behind a mask of shame.

I never touch with the same hands.That day, you felt like pins and needles.I crossed my arms and walked away.Years later, I felt you again,fragile and defenseless.

I never hear with the same ears.That day, you yelled,smearing me,my name.I shut my mind and walked away.Years later, I heard you again,words admitting your ownhumiliation and pain.

I search until I recognizethe lies within some truths.

I will be okay continuing to walk away.