The End

Things in my mind, have come full circle. They may never be the same again and I have to accept that this is the way they'll be. It still cuts deep. I can still feel, hear and see you. I only wish to be numb deaf and blind with everything that begins and ends with you. 'time heals all wounds.'  Lets let this healing begin, or I'm going to be needing a blood transfusion real soon. This isn't the end of the world, I do still have MY Life and I am Still Breathing. I guess, it's just a chapter I'm not willing to end. Using comma's only create run-on sentences. Run-on sentences that were never intended to 'run-on,' exhausting the same point, hoping the reader gets it but you continue to explain more, just in case they didn't. I guess you didn't. Sounding like a broken record, I was repeating myself. Sounding like a fool, being the fool-- being young and foolish. In the back of my mind, I still believe you're confused. It's merely a thought. I don't know you as well as you know you but I know you more then you think I do. I know what's real, you felt the truth, just as I did. I wasn't alone in this, no matter how much you try to conform to the idea that 'this wasn't suppose to happen'... it happened. And it happened for a reason. It was real, it was true, it was pure and it was damn good. I won't let you lie to yourself. I won't let myself either. The warmth in my heart still grows hotter when you're near and I still get the same uncontrollable butterflies when I sense you communicating to me wirelessly. Grew so close to you that I felt your skin growing upon mine. Through you, I witnessed a light unknown to my eyes. Yet, you change just as the seasons do. You've let go, now I'll let go. Goodbye, my 'friend'.