I've packed my suitcase of memories and tossed it out the window
this is no longer a part of me.
I've accepted your words, your reasons and your absence
you are no longer a part of me.
The right side of the bed is now just an extension of the left,
this is not where you belong.
Your clothes are gathered and in the mail
they too have forgotten your scent.
I have carved out the thoughts that once consumed my mind
and I have long overcome the heartbreak.
You are just you
and I, just I.
We are each others' pasts, left behind in a brown paper package of dreams and night terrors.