It’s in moments of clarity and acceptance such as these that remind me how strong I am. I’m letting my past fall away from me, something I’ve never been able to do before. I let go of the things I wish I’d done, said, or the path we could have taken. With perspective, none of that matters anymore, and dwelling on it is beyond me now. I feel a certain content in my loneliness, and find smiles amongst the bitterness. I get up and get on with my life, because letting you kick me when I’m down anymore than you have is not an option. And I let myself be somebody without you.