My Safe Haven

The tears have stopped flowing.

The pain is now hardly there.

The scars are getting lighter, less noticeable.

The sound of laughter has returned, a smile ever present on her face. 

The feel of soft lips to kiss the pain away. 

The joy of knowing someone is there.

The love for a best friend. 

The monster eating her alive, is gone. 

The hate has been replaced with love. 

The safe haven has been found. 

The End

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