Sometimes I pass memories of what we used to be
I hear their echoes re-sounding in my soul and I remember this and that and so much more.
Now I can smile and cherish all the magical moments we created.
I can feel whole and better because of what we were.
I can imagine those moments living on without us.
But there was a time shortly after “we” were no more
when all I looked at was tainted by us, when a bus ride could bring me to tears,
when a street sign hurt to look at,
when nothing could belong to me alone.
Everything was pain, regret, and second guessing..and yet
And yet, I knew that what had passed between us had passed and would not return.
We tried to revisit the past, but the present kept getting in the way.
Now, I regret nothing.
We were what we were and for a brief moment we were magic, weren’t we?
I loved you, love you, will love you. I just love you differently at different times.
This life that I have now belongs to me, it has nothing to do with “us”, but it has a little to do with you.
Why? Because you made me believe in magic, you made me believe in love, you helped me get ready for this love that I would not ever want to do without.
So thank you, thank you for what “we” were. Thank you for the memories of us.
Thank you for saying goodbye.
