For all of the girls that are too strong to cry and can bear the weight of the world on your shoulders without showing any kind of struggle. Just know that this one is for you.

Look at these old photographs,
the memories of you just flood right back,
it’s like it was yesterday,
but our love faded away.

We were like a fairytale,
when we kissed under my veil,
it’s bittersweet that a love like ours had to go stale.

Loving you was easy,
falling for you was sweet,
crying over you was dreadful,
and getting over you was free.

Tears remind us we’re alive,
even the strong have to fight to survive.

Humility is humble and grace is pure,
our love was real, this I’m sure.

You’ve moved on,
and I found myself,
I’ll never know why,
our love had to die,
but trust me, I’m good with your goodbye.

From time to time,
I like to visit our prime,
Not because I want it back,
but because it’s ok to remember my past.

I’ve learned to look at where you’re headed,
to think about how far you’ve come,
and march to the beat of your own drum.

If the heartache can make you smile,
and the pain can make you laugh,
just be patient, you’ll find your true other half.

Because a person who can endure pain,
and still remain sane,
who can look beyond the horizons,
and know this isn’t where it ends,
that’s a person who wears scars like trophies’,
and doesn’t care who see’s.

You become a person with wisdom,
and realize you’re not a victim,
love got you in and love got you out,
forgiveness is only for you, without a doubt.

–
Kristin Cook