Written by Jacob Ibrag
There’s a difference between you and I.
For example, I won’t look back to reminisce after
we’re finished. You will not occupy space in my mind
making me grow weak as your memory spreads like an
infection. I won’t care about your well being or your state
of anything. And why would I care or give you an inkling
of attention, after all it was you that ceased to exist from we.
You who moved forward only to walk back to what this use
to be. Nothing else made sense for you because why would it?
Bliss was personified through the love we made underneath
natures sheets as the stars catered to our visual needs. I gave
you the purest parts of my being, and made you my reason
for breathing. After departing, all that was left was a shell of
my former personality. I didn’t know who I was, you took
that away from me. And yet here I stand years removed
from what had happened. Your voice a little older now,
pleading relationship resurrection. I tell you that I’m
spoken for, married to someone that fell in love
with my flaws. I thank you for leaving, for
letting me discover who I was.