Seems there are some people you have to beat over the head before they wake up and smell the coffee. I think I am finally rid of my "cyber stalker" – someone who emailed me every day, trying to reconnect and revive something that never had life to begin with.

A poem I made of The process of trying to let go of love.

After years of living in the memory of a past love, the speaker finds the courage to let go on and move on.

You have to learn how to let go, you have to accept, and you can’t hold it against anyone else.

Just a poem written in the depths of my relationship sorrows.

When you can’t take it, so you move on.

Learning to let go of past mistakes made by someone you love.

When you feel trapped inside this overwhelming hole; so to stop from falling you only know of one way to release your pain.

I’m officially a Degree holder. Somehow it is a bittersweet moment. Because it’s time to say goodbye.

Poetry.