Personal, Poetry, Relationships

We Grew

When I think back about the past two years of my life with you…
It looks fucking crazy.13220499_10153622286991527_1027577174305337012_o
Like what in the actual hell were we thinking?
Falling in and out of love over and over again?
I let you break my heart so many times.
And then I let you right back in.
People will never know our story.
I have told my closest friends the details of our nights together.
The way we fought or the way we loved.
They’ve seen some of our story for themselves.
But they’ll never truly know.
You can’t explain to someone what you feel in those silent moments filled with an overflow of emotion.
I don’t really even know how to write it down except to say that I felt loved.
And that’s what I’m thankful for.
Hurting, loving, and learning;
We did that and we grew.
You are not the same man I met two years ago and I’m not the same woman.
And I’m thankful for that.


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