Beyond Her

 Now is the time to start thinking beyond her—

The her that melts you,

The her that tears your feelings apart,

The her who lingers like smoke in empty rooms,

Who speaks without words through silence,

Leaving shadows on your every thought.

The her who leaves an ache in your thoughts—

Let that ache become a lesson,

Not a prison.

Let the memory of her settle into meaning,

Not a wound you reopen each morning.

Beyond her,

        There is a you still standing—

        Weathered, but not broken,

        Hollowed, but ready to be filled

        With light again.

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