Meredith's p.o.v
Stuck in a waiting holding pattern,
here I am again back at square one.
Nearby or far away, my heart bleeds
continuously in your absence. Even when you
haven't realized your own worth or have gone
up north, I am still breathing. Somehow
I know that our separation is not permanent.
I forgive you for ending things between us
so soon and abruptly. Maybe heaven needed
you more than me.