Her

i walked behind her

watching her as she smiles

at those around her

only i know that behind her smile

she's breaking when nobody is around

i have to watch as her eyes once filled

with joy go blank , blurred with tears

i watch her break into a million

pieces then piece herself back

together

so she may be ready for the next

day that comes her way

she smiles at the people that

had hurt her

and without missing a beat

laughs along with the rest

seeming to be happy

brave and perfect

but she is tired and her

emoisons are a mess

at the end of the day

she comes back to me

with tears trailing down her cheeks

and tells me she is fine and that

it will get better

then falls to her knees

looks at me and opens her

arms and calls me to her

but as i go to her and embrace her

she wraps her arms around me

and whispers to me softly "You've done good".

then slowly disappears with a smile

on her face

knowing she has finally found peace

i was once her

she was the memory of the

former me

that i have now let go of

~A.