Finally, I can breath.
In spirit, I send you peace.
My dear, I am free.

No more grip of missing you
every single day.
Mostly, I can hope again.
I don’t need you in any way.

Now, I’m just at ease.
I don’t even recollect
through all our memories,
or have emotions to protect.

This is your one last poem.
Send me love in spirit, dear;
because, I’m starting a new life;
I’m starting a new year.