These Freed Goodbyes

I remember you as something remarkable
A silver lining in the string of grey.
Yet you tugged the endings of my nerves until it broke.
And my body paid dearly for it.
Leaving me covered it salted tears and spasms that kept me in my wake.
I remember the night and days I came home to think what did I do wrong?
Silence
As I apologized
And now I realize you were wrong.
Wrong to quickly judge me.
Wrong to bring me down.
To tell me these unkind words.
You stole what my mind had given blood, sweat, and growth
Leaving me out to restart this life
I am cutting these ties that you made sure left imprints on my body.
Maybe you are something great and wondrous.
But you are not my something remarkable

This poem is about: 
Me

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