Space
The empty space is filled,
as a bird builds a nest
I can find myself.
Attachment lost and freedom gained
to be at peace.
The loss is bigger
as I find myself
Away from the dark hole of decisions
I let things be
and I'm happier.
Let go
he will be happier
Taken from trouble
and led to somebody new
I failed.
Take me back
Brought back to myself
not a tired bird
But the owl in the nest
that still loves.
Forever I will feel
His kindness from the past fills the space
Hope for the future in disguise
It will float
always around me.
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