The Wind Blows

Today marks 5 months.

Ironically it's my father's birthday.

Can't lie and say I don't think about him occasionally,

because I do.

But overall... I think I'm ok.

I'm lonely, but it's good.

I think.

I need to breathe again.

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"I got to breathe,

you can't take that from me,

I can finally say we're through, 

I'll leave when the wind blows..."