and I can smell the rain
wishing I could call and hear your voice
every breath and every thought is tangled up in you.
Instead I am the strong one
who won’t go down that road again
who wants what she can’t have
dreaming of a place where I feel alive
I am the strong one
everything to everyone
everyone but you
I found this when I was going through my documents and it was written in 2013. I honestly have no memory of writing this, but I’m guessing it was from a “prompt” because the subject matter is something that I wasn’t dealing with at the time but have known. I love when I find a piece of writing and don’t want to send it to the recycling bin.