Each day that passes

you will love her more

and you will love me less

until I've faded from your

consciousness.

I can either let it
consume me and
destroy me and
s w a l l o w
me whole

or I can continue
on about my days
with new faces and
old faces and laughter
to mend my heart

Just know
I can never rid myself
of the love I had for you,
traces of it forever
flowing through my veins.

The time will pass us regardless

so why watch it go by (in tragedy)

instead of running with it? (an adventure)