I dreamt someone died a few weeks back, I dont even remember who, woke up still sobbing,
And as the day progressed, I realized that I had let something huge go.
It will always be a memory, but I will not let it haunt me any much longer.
 I want to be free, and I will be.
Time heals. (or maybe humans are simply such excuse-laden & forgetful creatures. ahem.)