When I decided to share that part of my memory of you, through creative writing, it’s as if I exposed myself naked in front of you.
Those words were my clothes for years. Those were the very emotions that served as my shield from the outside world. And those words were meant only for you. Being naked in front of you was probably the most embarrassing but it’s the most liberating feeling. It freed part of my soul. It freed the unnecessary accessories that’s weighing me down. It freed the demons I locked up for years.
While there may still remain, I look forward to unclothing more as I walk out the door. Slowly… until the smallest and most precious accessory is gone.
