I don’t miss you like I used to
I don’t cry at all hours anymore…
Your name no longer fills my eyes with tears
Nor do I mark the calendar with the days you don’t come.
I’m a little tired…
A little broken…
Your absence stained me just a bit.
I never really learned how to be okay,
I just patched together some “I’m fine”s at the tip of my tongue.
I’m worried that I’m forgetting you,
I get scared when I squeeze my memory a thousand times
And still, your face won’t come to mind.
I don’t wait for you anymore.
In fact, I don’t want you to come.
I don’t even care how you are.
Now and then, you come to mind. That’s all.
As if my own sorrows weren’t enough. That’s all!
Maybe I’m getting used to your absence?
Maybe I’m finally letting go of you?
I’m truly worried.
But what if I fall in love with someone else?
Believe me—then I’ll never forgive you, not in this life or the next.
