It was so abrupt when it happened.
Glaciers slowly crumbled under the disillusioned eye contact that was held.
Fast, rapid memories literally flashing before my eyes that are trying not to cry.
Music blaring in my ears is trying to drown out what was said, who was hurt.
Strangers smiling at me have no idea what I just stormed away from. And neither do I.
The same question keeps repeating itself: why?
If I had stayed a bit longer, I would of had a more constructive explanation.
There was something about how the water had been evaporated, and somehow, so were we. Drained, emptied out, exposed.

Slowly saying goodbye to you, leaving little bits of you in other states has become a great coping mechanism. Quietly chanting the mantras of remembrance that there was a time before calms me down. Pretending to have my head up is helping me keep my head up.

**~~a.s.f.