The waves lap against
the shore, kissing my toes
gently as I stare at
the ocean. For the first
time in 9 months, I'm
happy. You are no longer
tormenting me, and the
hole you left behind
has been filled by God.
Even though I grieved
when you left, I can
feel myself growing in
joy, strength and wisdom.
Finally, I've found a home
that won't crumble.
I'm at peace now.
Written by Jay Dawson 20/07/10
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