Tight V. Formation

I'm letting go of you. Finally.
I thought it would be different, I really did.
A year flowed by under my unmoving feet.
A year of self discovery, self preservation.
Self indulgence and sometimes self pity.
Still pieces of me remained motionless.
A door closed and reopened elsewhere.
I stepped through.
I waded through the heartbreak and remorse.
Jealousy was lost, but the anger and hatred remained.
Until now.
I'm letting that, go.
This is where my universe has shifted itself to.
I once told you I would be your beacon.
That you could always follow me home if the waves became insurmountable.
The light has been turned off.
For my own well being and to be fair to those I now love.

I am so sorry.
You are on your own.