I am leaving the airport a different woman than I came.
The me I knew before you simply no longer exists.
She doesn’t laugh at what was.
She doesn’t cry at what could have been.
She is simply not here.
She is nothing.
She died when you decided she was no longer worth it.
But, I do not mourn her passing.
She didn’t know,
The hurt, the pain, the cost
Of loving you.
She did not know t...
