Today, my name is Relief.

*sigh* I wish I could show you how good it feels to be without him. I feel like a new person; f r e e. I can breathe now. It's so.. good. I wouldn't have known what it feels like to be treated properly if I had continued with him. I now know what it is so be *dare I say it* happy.
A word seldom escaping from my mouth is now a feeling I can say I have. A feeling which mimics itself from the aura of another and flows throughout me, though it isn't constant, it is here. So surreal. I sit here allowing Chopin to sweep me off my feet and carry me into a world of an uttered euphoric feeling, rarely have I entered. Ne'er a time had the feeling of warm, 'liquid escape' creeping into my blood, nor clouded breaths emerging from my curved lips permitted genuine smiles...(t.b.c=))
In other news, I feel good. Good riddance to bad company.
POW!