Why does the past sneak in, the same instant I choose to walk ahead? Today, I said goodbye, for the last time. Today I took a stand for myself. Today, I chose not to let you rule my heart, the same heart you destroyed. Today, I made a choice for me. Today, I made a choice for life. Today, I took a step forward. Today, I let you go.
January 24, 2012
About Valerie Christine
I have been writing since I was 13 and was published for the first time at the age of 14. Writing has always been a place to share, to be, to feel with no interruptions. No rules. No judgment. Every piece is like a photograph, a moment in time that only truly exists for that moment because there will never be another moment exactly like it. See, every moment is unique with many variables making it set apart from the next and the next. And so with words, as with pictures, we capture these moments. Like capturing a tear or a laugh or a snowflake. Because truly the only variable is change. And so in words I seek to capture and remember what inevitably shifts and changes. View all posts by Valerie Christine
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