Slipping Away

January 19, 2012

Trying to hold on to you was like trying to hold on to water. You were slipping through my fingers. I had no choice but to let it go. Either I lost myself along the way or I found myself in between the madness; I found a part of me that had never surface before. A "ME" I now embrace and pride over. I am becoming someone better without you. 

I am better without you. 

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