Passing Thoughts

There are still moments when I shutter, when I feel weak, but I am stronger than those moments so they pass. I still wonder if my feelings are invalid, foolish even, but I know it is your actions that are absurd, not my emotions, so i stand tall. And tomorrow will be better than today, which is already better than yesterday. And so it goes... until eventually, you will be but a passing thought and I will live beyond your moments, secure within my own.

Altered

Her point of view is altered now. She sees the same image in a new light and it pains her a little. Not as much as yesterday, but still more than tomorrow. She will continue to move forward, to move on, until her view is not clouded by her tears but enhanced by her joy.