Bathed in the memories
With the recent past
barely in full sight of my rear view mirror
I move on...
At first it was merely
the seconds ticking by
Then the moments
Now, days pass by with
better ease
My mind is not so
easily distracted now by the partial remains left behind
With such a clean
break...
A much as heartbreak
and being abandon allow...
There is unfortunately
not much to gather up
Words cease
Feelings slow
Emotions stop growing
Time begins to do what
it always seems to do
Gently erases the
strength and power it has over me
And helps ease the
passing
It files all former
love and passion away
Placed neatly in a box
of things that use-to-be
Rested upon a shelf
In some long lost
distant corridor of the mind.
©
2012
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