Looking Up

I’m stuck;

for what seems like a decade

my life has revolved around

being with you

and remembering you

it’s hard

to think of who I am

without you circling in my head;

thinking what it was like

before all of it

it stings

the person I was before

was no friend of mine;

longing to improve myself

a fight I won by your side

it’s fine

I love a good challenge;

a change in scenery could fix

escaping the rooms I found myself

painted on your lips