And in the end is just me 

Me and the memories 

Me and the laughs

Me and the pain 

Me and my past 

And me in the present 

As I  worry for a sunrise that has  yet to come

As I worry of a sunset that will soon go away 

As I worry for what’s to be 

And what other women will I have to become

As I heal and  

What will the memories and the laughs and pain teach me? 

It teaches, again and again, to not worry 

To not break yourself 

To love you 

To never change unless is for the better 

And to never regret your past 

Is made you who you are 

Today and who you will be tomorrow 

Fall in love with every mistake 

Bare with the pain 

And try to live your present, 

Knowing that one day it will  all go away