April 2003

You were a dream, slowly slipping through my fingers like so many grains of sand. You were a fading memory. You were just something silly that I didn’t need. You, yourself, said that so before you walked out of my life. You weren’t for me, never was, never will be.

If not me, then who? Who will love you a thousand times more than I? Who will hold you? Who will comfort you? Who will you comfort? You’ll never be able to change this jealousy coursing through my veins. You’ll never be able to change this festering hate inside me. You’ll never change my burning need.

You’ll never be able to see the pain you caused. You’ll never be able to see my grief. You’ll never be able to see my passion. You’ll never have me as yours.

Time passes you by, leaving you young and beautiful. You are much luckier than I. The time that passed you by pulled at my skin, pulled at my mind, pulled me apart. You laugh happily, I becoming a fading memory to you, while I suffer alone.

I’ve waited so long for this thing I don’t need. I watch this fading memory, waiting for you to fade out of my life. I’d wait forever, but I know you’re already lost from me, and I from you.

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A/N: I realize this is very short, but it was kinda of a stream of conscious thing. I woke up at three in the morning after a nightmare and wrote this. I let my friend Colie read it and she told me to leave it where it was, even though I wanted to add more. I was going to have the “you”s eventually fade away till it was just “I” and “me.” Anyways…