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Mar 2013
That day I had to relearn how to breathe again,
Differently; I had to know what it was like before you,
What it’s like to carry a freshly cut wound;
Delicate; everywhere with me.

That day I had to relearn to walk again,
Straight, without checking any recent messages
Not tripping upon a memory stricken in midday
Seeing everything around me through new eyes;
that somehow everything does not relate to what you like and how you were.
Relearning how to be me again.
To stop from having to ask about you.
Refrain myself from caring and worrying.
To learn how to manage my time better,
to fill the living void inside of me,
Realizing that as from today..
You are not a part of me.

That day I had to remind myself that sugar did not make my coffee sweeter.
That coffee has always been bitter.
That day I had to remind myself that the day was longer;
That the ticks of the clocks were slower.

That day was a miraculous rebirth of a new entity
A new mind, a new set of rules and priorities
You became the change in me;
As I was the change in you.
And I shall give you that part of me,
That part who gave herself to you.
You can have her.
Though she might not retain in your mind much long.
You ought to know that she still has a profound respect towards you.
Hana
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