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Student,writer, Graphics Designer @ Federal university,Oye Ekiti
Akure, Nigeria
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I AM BECOMING.
<p>I used to think healing meant</p><p>forgetting what hurt me.</p><p><br/></p><p>I thought one morning</p><p>I would wake up</p><p>and everything would stop hurting.</p><p><br/></p><p>But healing was not like that.</p><p><br/></p><p>It was learning to breathe</p><p>through the memories</p><p>that once took my breath away.</p><p><br/></p><p>It was choosing myself</p><p>on the days</p><p>I wanted someone else to choose me.</p><p><br/></p><p>It was letting go</p><p>without pretending</p><p>that I never cared.</p><p><br/></p><p>Some nights,</p><p>I still remember.</p><p><br/></p><p>Some songs</p><p>still carry your name.</p><p><br/></p><p>Some places</p><p>still feel like yesterday.</p><p><br/></p><p>But I no longer live there.</p><p><br/></p><p>I am learning</p><p>that not every goodbye</p><p>is a punishment.</p><p><br/></p><p>Sometimes,</p><p>a goodbye is a door</p><p>God closes</p><p>because I was too afraid</p><p>to close it myself.</p><p><br/></p><p>So I am becoming.</p><p><br/></p><p>Not the person</p><p>I was before the pain,</p><p>and not the person</p><p>the pain tried to make me.</p><p><br/></p><p>Something softer.</p><p><br/></p><p>Something stronger.</p><p><br/></p><p>Something wiser.</p><p><br/></p><p>I am becoming</p><p>the woman</p><p>I once needed</p><p>when I was falling apart.</p><p><br/></p><p>And maybe</p><p>I am not completely healed yet.</p><p><br/></p><p>Maybe I still have scars</p><p>that ache when touched.</p><p><br/></p><p>But I am here.</p><p><br/></p><p>Still breathing.</p><p>Still dreaming.</p><p>Still loving.</p><p>Still becoming.</p><p><br/></p><p>And this time,</p><p>I am not becoming</p><p>for someone else.</p><p><br/></p><p>I am becoming</p><p>for me.</p>
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