.flickers through city lights.

.memories of you come like stabs of pain

ebb and flow

fireworks in the night sky don't mean what they used to

they startle me

what about you? Are you hurting?

every time I think about how I'm over you

twenty-four hours later, I find myself wanting to cry

not like I cry for you, not that I want you back

just that every time I look to that place in my heart

the one that was taken by you

all I find is emptiness

and I want something back

what if I had answered that one letter differently?

I turn around and a spark of light catches my eye

caught by something that was once part of you

and once belonged to me

now it lies, collecting dust

i'll keep it with me tomorrow

i'll keep it under my pillow

you know I won't

I see a silhouette

leaning against a wall, his arm outstretched

he's wearing a navy blue hoodie, sleeves rolled up to the elbows

strong, tan arm, the silver kara, a red thread around the wrist...

Images. flashes of a similar arm

around me

turn away now. don't look. don't think. ugh, this sucks

slide shows with a dark-set background play in fast forward

every time something related to you invades my mind

all I need is a replacement for that space of yours. something that is hard to find

this doesn't feel like a me who was ever someone's lover

but I see flickers of the times I was

and I look into me to salvage that piece of me again

do we wish to know what we left behind?

the phrase "you complete me" comes to mind

but you never did

isn't that why we left?

and yet again, I reconfirm my theory

even though it was just to try and prove it wrong

memories. stabs of pain.

ebb and flow. I have to let go

but of what?.