This was the last deep breath
I would have to take,
whilst choking on regretful tears,
for it has been the year
of the longest winter of black,
and I will no longer be the girl
who is always on fire.
I wanted to give you my heart,
but my heart became frozen
after your stabbing words
destroyed our perfect memories.
Under the tree,
once growing with love,
became a silence
that not even a gun could kill;
a silence that left a scar
with a thousand teardrops in my heart.
Now, in the ground of immunity,
my heart is slowly thawing,
giving up my defences,
just a little at a time.
I made a promise to my soul
that I would never again
let anyone crush me to the ground,
becoming breathless among tears.
And so I take this last deep breath,
dry my eyes,
and refuse to be defeated.
