At Last I Have Unloved You - English Poetry | An Entry to Steem Summit's Call For Poetry
I have new favorite songs, a new favorite color,
my hair is different, my heart is different, new bad habits
the scars on my heart are now starts.
the freckles covering my skin are a map of my future and my past
I am lighter than ever
my smile tell stories of the places I've been
I'm not the person you left behind anymore
remanence of the past still lingers
but there is no one left here to miss"