For the first time in a long time
The thought of you no longer summons heaving swells of emotion within me
I cannot no longer hear the ringing echoes of your laughter
I can no longer feel the warm glow of your smile
Can no longer see the bright joy for life in your eyes
For the first time in a long time
I think of you and my heart throbs in steady rhythm without skipping a beat
There is no desire or yearning for reconnection
There is no anticipation at the flood of memories of days shared
For the longest time, you were my muse
And now I can barely even remember your face
For the first time in a long time
I know that enough is enough
I know that I have broken free from my tortured existence of self reflection
For the first time in a long time, I feel like I can finally breathe
Feb 2, 2025
Feb 2, 2025 at 6:16 PM UTC
For the first time in a long time
The thought of you no longer summons heaving swells of emotion within me
I cannot no longer hear the ringing echoes of your laughter
I can no longer feel the warm glow of your smile
Can no longer see the bright joy for life in your eyes
For the first time in a long time
I think of you and my heart throbs in steady rhythm without skipping a beat
There is no desire or yearning for reconnection
There is no anticipation at the flood of memories of days shared
For the longest time, you were my muse
And now I can barely even remember your face
For the first time in a long time
I know that enough is enough
I know that I have broken free from my tortured existence of self reflection
For the first time in a long time, I feel like I can finally breathe
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