My steps slow. One last step in your direction. One last smile. One last tear rolls. One last look at you. One last thought that things could have worked. One last thought of regret. One last wish on the impossiblity.

I turn my feet. One last hearing of your voice. One last wash of happiness from you. One last time my head will hang down because of you. One last look back.

My feet start to pick up and move in the other direction. First time not looking back. First time feeling stronger. First time moving on from you. First time holding my head high. First time not trying. First time not waiting.

My pace quickens into a run. First time taking off the shackels. First time feeling free. First time running for no reason. First time letting go and making my new own path.