Gratitude.

Gratitude.

What use to be trickles of tears, now are pools of reflection. What was a grim underworld, now has becoming a flourishing paradise. An anchor that looped around the being has now become a necklace of lace. So many tribulations and pain staking hours of agonizing torment, have all been vanquished.  Arising from the depths of self inflicting torture, and better understanding the partnership within. Gratitude is an overwhelming feeling, instilling the desire to fashion a smile. The lessons and times that were spent with one; help mold this new being. For that, the gratitude will never end, it was the trials that brought this new sensation of feeling light and inspire to create. Without this inspiration, aspiration for greater lessons and creations would never have been struck. A well of knowledge and fond memories to always come back to, will always be welcomed. No need for a restitution but rather an armistice, a friendly exchange of remarks and thoughts. Walking now hand in hand with a new partner and finding the self resilience is invigorating. Names will vanish, but it's those occasional thoughts and sense of gratitude that will forever linger.