One Week Later

Every single nightmare I had while we dated is gone,
I'm able to stop worrying, stop fretting,
I can close my eyes and not be afraid
of what fresh hell awaits when I open them,
It has been a week, and I am already on my way
to forgetting you.

I no longer curl up into a ball when I think of you,
I've laughed harder and louder then when I was with you,
I smile without grimacing or hoping no one sees
the mask I'm wearing,
I can bloody eat cheese again!

I know you will call this narcissism or egomania or selfish behavior -
but too long did I concede for you,
too long did I let myself be lost to
whatever fancy or whim entered your mind.

It's been a week, and already your name is vanishing
from my lips,
already the memories of the feel of your skin
and the sight of your smile
leaves me,

I know this will take time, longer than I figure,
but I will be over you,
I won't go somewhere or do something and be
thrashed by the memories we had,
It will take time, but soon you will be a distant lesson
in what not to do in my life,
soon you will be what was - not what is.

You may never read this, but this is my final goodbye,
I'm moving on to sweeter airs and stronger loves,
I should worry about you and what pain has been caused,
but after searching within, no longer will the pain be inside,
This is me moving on, without doubt,

whether it is right or wrong,
this is me opening my eyes, seeing what newness awaits me tomorrow.