I look in the mirror,
there is a dreamer staring back
and for the first time in my life
I can see the beauty in her soul
She is no longer tortured
tormented by thoughts of him
she has so much to thank him for
and though he will never realize
he saved her life.
letting her go was the greatest gift
he could have given.
no longer angry and frightened, she smiles
she examines the being in the mirror
and smiles once more,
“I am worth it” she says
she no longer fights each day
no longer screaming for recognition
a flower blessed by the rain
she opens her heart for the first time
triumph surges through her
as she finally admits
I don’t need him to be happy…