My fingers and lips and mind seemingly have dried out, and thus shut up, when it comes to you.
I used to seek you out, then panic when I found you.
Now I donβt bat an eye, or misstep, and no memories or flashbacks replay even when I see you unexpectedly.
your ghost taught me all the things i need to know. i faced my insides and all those dark corners. i donβt forgive you but i moved past being your victim.