For a year Iâve been fine, but today I saw your car⊠not even your car, just the same make and model. It flashed past in a second, but the panic still washed over me, fear clouded my brain, the ghost of you clasped my wrists, my voice was gone, like it was when I was with you. It took minutes to breath normally again, to find a steady rhythm, a normal. I peeled away the shadow of you to see the light of a life without your presence. A process that mirrored what it took to break free of the curse of you. Iâve been free for two years, but I feel Iâm still paying the cost.
Fertig















