I never thought the day would come
When I would see your name and feel absolutely nothing,
When I would come upon the once pernicious presence
That stormed and screamed through the boondocks of my mind
And find that it had ceased to be anything more than a weakly nostalgic echo.
I never thought I’d be able to go a day, two days, a week, a month
Without thinking of you, or that I would come across an old photograph
And notice for the first time the myriad of imperfections you possess.
I never thought I would ever be able get to this point, this place of utter indifference.
But here I am, entirely free of the ties that bound me to you.
And for the first time in a long time I can say with some shred of confidence
That I am happy.
Dec 11, 2012
Dec 11, 2012 at 10:50 AM UTC
I never thought the day would come
When I would see your name and feel absolutely nothing,
When I would come upon the once pernicious presence
That stormed and screamed through the boondocks of my mind
And find that it had ceased to be anything more than a weakly nostalgic echo.
I never thought I’d be able to go a day, two days, a week, a month
Without thinking of you, or that I would come across an old photograph
And notice for the first time the myriad of imperfections you possess.
I never thought I would ever be able get to this point, this place of utter indifference.
But here I am, entirely free of the ties that bound me to you.
And for the first time in a long time I can say with some shred of confidence
That I am happy.
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