Its funny how you still hurt me ,
Even when we no longer together
Like the other day when we saw each other on the street,
I greeted and you treated me like an alien

The pain of laughing at your jokes, alone
That this was the best that was and will ever be ,
As the book has reached its end

The ending of pain,
Or atleast thats what we thought it would be

This is not me creating a chapter for you ,
In this new scribe im authoring
But the feeling was real as the one i felt the other recent day
When you alienated even the memory of me,
Was like none of the memories were worth even remembering or storing
Not to mention the emotion behind it
As this is my hindsight thought

From my perspective i would like to thank you for the experience,
I have a lot of content for this new book im writing,
Called happiness from love,
I hope you are enjoy your own artistry and
I hope we are parallel

When the past and the present stare at each other,
The future is left unattended