It’s Okay

It’s okay
You don’t need to be nice to me
Or write long texts
Or call me a dozen times
It’s okay
I don’t need your calls
I don’t wanna read your texts
I don’t want your apologies
It’s okay
It really is

I’m glad the truth has arrived
I’m glad the illusion is shattered
I’m glad I’m on my way
I’m glad
It’s okay

I stopped feeling you
A long time ago
But I could never quite put my finger on the reason
I stopped loving you
A long time ago
I didn’t know why but perhaps the heart knows better
It’s okay
It really is

Take your gifts with you
Take your memories back
I never came with any
I’ll be leaving with none
It’s okay

It’s okay
It’s okay
It was okay when you were here
It’s okay now that you’re gone
It’s okay
It really is

Don’t talk of love
Don’t talk of promises
Don’t talk of hearts
Don’t talk
‘Cause everything is broken
And it’s going to take a long time
To find a person to repair it
Only this time I’m not sure I want one
I should learn to heal by myself
‘Cause there’s nobody left to trust
I’m not sure if I can even trust myself
But it’s okay
It really is

26 thoughts on “It’s Okay

  1. I feel the pain you hold in your words. The mind falls ill unless shared as it contains language, and what is language when not shared, but withered and wilting. Well done for sharing your depths, I arrive at this place to often, but it is a necessary truth of human love loss. Well done on your work.

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  2. Wow. While reading this, I felt a pang of familiarity. I’ve been there. It is sheer freedom to say, “It’s okay; I’m fine without them.” It was a weight lifted, yet, at times, it still felt like something was dragging behind me. It’s been years now, and I’m finally feeling one hundred percent free. It’s okay. I’m okay.

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