This time

I promise that this time will be different

The wind will run through my hair , 

The sun will caress my skin

I will be free. 

This time I will not lean towards you, or him or her,

Or anyone else for that matter.

I will lean onto myself, my strength, my pain.

It will be hard but it will be different

Remember that this time I will be different 

And you will not see my eyes

And I will not look at you the way I used to

And I will be a perfect stranger to the one I used to love.

You will not know of where I am 

Or who I’m with, or what I’m doing 

I’ll change everything about myself

I will be ruthless and heartless and I will care so little that the winter snow will seem so warm compared to my broken bitter heart.