I thought I was ready...

I thought I was ready...I ain't ready
I thought that when I came face to face with him again I would be ok. 
I'm a different person now,
I'm stronger,
I'm braver. 
I know who I am
He can't hurt me anymore
I didn't even see his face and I'm sitting here stunned
sick to my stomach and shaking. 
To think that I share the same space with him
brings all of the vile memories back to the surface
The fear, the worry...the panic


All I can do is shake my head and try not to cry...