memory

in my heart of hearts,
i know one thing is true:
no matter the distance apart-
i'll always be with you.

i will be in every breeze
that pushes your hair from your face.
i will be in every memory
that we share and cannot replace.
i will be in every drop of rain
that finds its way onto your skin;
i'll be the blood inside your veins:
giving you life from within.
i'll be in every star in the sky,
far away, but close to your heart.

i want to be all of these things,
and maybe even more;
but even if i become just an occasional thought to you,
a flutter of memory synapses firing off randomly in your brain,
i still know that my memories will not fade,
the memories that we share, that cannot be replaced.
i've come to realize it was not always a need, but a want:
having you near me,
having you close to my heart.

so when the wind blows the hair from your face,
or when the rain falls upon your skin:
know that it is merely the storm of change,
slowly approaching; slowly blowing in.

that's all i have to say-
in the only way that i can:
i loved us, i love you,
i'll never forget -never-
everything that we've been through...but....

Now is the time of no longer worrying, no longer contemplating what has been, and what will or will not be. Now is the time to turn the other cheek, to show the cold shoulder, to earn respect through apathy. Now is the time to flip that switch -the old failsafe- to turn off the feelings and the pain. Now is the time of numbness, it's cold and it's dark, and comprised of things that are partially vain. Now is the time of no love, no soul. Now is the time of a heart that must be left alone. Now is the time to let things be, and so... I am done.