Free of Me.

Well, I did it.

I broke the chains that you had wrapped so tightly around every single one my limbs.

Day by day, I finally gathered up enough strength to sever every single tie that was connected to you. 

It wasn't easy, but it was so beautifully worth it.

So now, I'm going to wear boots. 

At least twice a week. 

Maybe even to work.

I'm going to wear that black blazer you made fun of.

I'm going to go out in public in yoga pants, a t-shirt and running shoes.

I'm going to eat all of the Chinese food I want to. 

I'm going to sing Miley Cyrus until I'm blue in the face, if I feel like it. 

I'm going to tell the truth in every way possible, and will no longer lie for you.

I'm going to speak my mind on whatever I please.

I'm going to call my Mother every single day, if I feel like it. And I will feel no guilt.

I'm going to keep writing Tyson, and not hold anything back.

I'm going to study at my apartment when I want to.

I'm going to have movie nights with my roommates, and put my trust in their opinions.

I'm going to go to bed at a decent hour, because I no longer have to put off studying.

I'm going to eat when I want, and as little as I want.

I'm going to drink caffeine whenever I feel the urge. 

I'm going to wear two different shades of black in the same outfit.

I'm going to do my hair and makeup as I please, when I please.

I'm going to go running at midnight, just for the thrill of it.

But most of all, I'm going to be happy and do whatever else I please 

because I am no longer under your control.

I'm free, baby.