I felt a distinct unease while the thought of him prevailed in me.

A deep sadness would overtake me, a deep loneliness while being inches from him.

My body would whisper to me to leave. And I did not and would not.

Little did I know what would come next. A gift.

Resignation. Disruption. Break-through.

The mishandling of a crime led to my newfound freedom.

I reunited with myself. I uncovered my buried desires, I reconstructed my worldview. I kissed repression goodbye.

You ran away like the petty thief you are, you fill the air with smog, which I mistook for mystery and intrigue. I acknowledge this now.

I got what I wanted this time.

Just like the picture I took, I zoomed in on the flowers behind you that were facing me the whole time.