12 November 2011

I am moving on now

Time is a lovely reminder
of how long it has been since you
vanished from my my world.

All those tears and letters,
all those memories.

Now they sit outside my window,
joys of solid gold turning to dust.

All reminders that I must
let go
of it all,
Every last piece of you.

And time goes on.
So shall I.

Consider this, my goodbye.

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