breaking out of my shell

 I was once a chrysalis, my heart wrapped in the ecstasy of your love - I have never known a feeling like it. 

The world closed off and yet I had never felt so safe in my own home. 

Until one day, you broke away, you felt it was best to protect yourself by breaking free and leaving me.

I was meant to blossom into a butterfly, “but it was too soon!” I cried. 

We never got to be what we could have been, I never got to see if we could spread our wings together. 

But since you left, the walls of my chrysalis became stronger by the day. 

No longer paper thin.

I was hesitant to leave home, scared to face the unknown alone and brave the world without you, my wings. 

It took some time for me to fly, but now the journey has started - I’m starting to see that maybe this is why we parted.

I needed perspective to change and I have evolved through my lack of control.

I can see my wings for the first time without you and god, they’re beautiful.

I didn’t know I was capable of this all along and now I have finally returned home, but home is no longer within you: it has always been within me.

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