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I cried
I started crying over one thing.
At least that's what I thought.
Then another memory showed up.
Then another. And suddenly
I wasn't crying
About today anymore.
I was crying for every time
I said "I'm okay" when I wasn't.
For every hurt I carried quietly.
For every version of me
That needed kindness
And got silence.
The tears weren't new.
They were old.
Just finally finding a way out.
I thought I was breaking
Turns out- I was finally letting go.
Of what should have
Broken me years ago.
