And then one day I finally understood,
All this while I was fighting with a shadow.
A very familiar shadow.
She was me.
But a softer version of me.
A version I long left.
And version I never looked back at,
Because each time I thought to look back,
I remembered a familiar face I could never forgive.
Hence, I could never forgive myself.
I let loose my sword of strength
And saw the memories bleed profusely.
I saw the wounds and I saw my shadow still standing there.
I gave up gradually on the fight.
How long would've i gone fighting all alone with myself for so long!!