By Elaina
Date: 25 February 2001
Forgetful
For two days now
I've been searching
my mind in the pool
of memories looking
for all the pain that
has slowly diminished.
But there is none, all
that you had done. All
the tears and sleepless
nights that you were
responsible for couldn't
be found. Then as if by
mistake I feel in the
black sea of hate. Yet
all the memories that
used to haunt me didn't
bring the same speechless
regret. It didn't twist the
knife. The wounds no
longer bleed. Seeing you
yesterday I thought would
pour an abundant amount of
salt in those still healing
sores. However, not one
horrible thought crossed my
mind, not one tear fell to the
floor. The moment you hugged me
I remembered what made me love
you so consistantly. I remembered
the little things you used to do.
Although you would make me
hold you 'till you were in
a deep slumber, I remember
how you'd turn to hold me
when you thought I was dreaming.
I remember how you'd kiss me and
whisper "I love you." It scared
me because because that's not
a normal reaction when in your
company. And even if a happy
memory arises it usually hurts,
but it didn't and maybe that's
how I can safely say I'm over
you. No more pain, no more
wishing I never met you,
no more regrets. I still
love you, I remembered that
yesterday, but without a
second thought I could
happily walk away.
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