goodbye, lover.

The time has come for me to leave.

To quietly walk away from your side, disappear without a word.

You're content. You laugh like you mean it and your head spins with the miracles that run through it.

I have come to accept my circumstances, my destiny, if you will.

My fate to be in a disjointed, seperate place from you. Empty and detached I will become, never again to see you in the same light. We now live in two contrasting worlds.

Yours filled with the feeling of newly found love and the brighter side of everything. It's glowing and colorful and it pulls at the side of me that wants to be okay.

My world is a far cry from the warmth of yours. It is sunless and obscure and bitter. The coldness of my regret numbing me so that I am unable to be reached by the undesired kindness that flows from you.

I escape it.

I am alone, but not lonely. I live within myself, surrounded by the recollections of our time. They swirl inside me, behind my eyes, in my ears, under my skin.

I cage them, they remain fluttering fragments of memories.

And I can live with just that. The person I created in my mind, birthed from the you of the past.

I will watch you grow, watch you feel, watch you experience. I will stand away from you, veiled and sequestered, and I will watch you be happy.