That even though I came out of a dead relationship, I'm still here for a reason.
I'm alive, and I have cried.
I have fallen, broken and shattered. But I have been given a choice.
I can stay and try to pick up the pieces... But wait.
I can move away from these shattered pieces,
So that they do not define me.
So that I can live.
I am my own.
I am my heart, my hope, and my love.
To anyone that has been in a traumatic relationship, or is still within such hardship...
Please don't forget to love yourself, too.