What can only be described as the sound of velcro being ripped away from felt, was similar to the way I ached when you walked away.

Quick  almost painless but a slow burn as the feeling settled.
Then, nothingness.

But as I try to peel the bandaid away like my protective shield being dropped. The wound you left isn't as visible.

If I press hard enough, my faded memories come back.

pain that I know all too well.

Then I realize no matter how hard I try to heal, the sensation will always be prominent. The scar may be gone but your dark memory lingers.

To you, the partner of my heart and mind:
I know you're broken far beyond repair
You don't have faith in the life you've designed
And you've lost all hope, fallen in despair.
I understand you more than you admit
I've seen some of the deepest parts of you.
Your light is playing games, its glow outwits
And plays, and it’s the reason you withdrew.
It's always there, it was there from the start
I can see it now, shining bright as day.
If you could only see what's in your heart
Then you would know why I will always stay.
I love you, every flaw and every scar.
And I believe in you and all you are.

and the echo you called out
(we lied to ourselves the first six weeks;)
had the whole town irked;
(spending time in an alley's shadow)
an honest tongue only after you won.
(your sophomoric soul and my reflective streets.)