Pressing Forward

“I’ve watched you change

Now, you feel alive.”

The last time we spoke, I was unable to find any light in your eyes. Your once kind face had darkened into something unrecognizable and unfamiliar. It felt like my sun had been taken, leaving the rest of the solar system to spin into chaos. As I watched, I could see the light there, shining for someone else.

When I watched you, you seemed happier. Though I should’ve felt content with knowing that you were moving on, I couldn’t help but feel the sting from an overwhelming amount of jealousy that flowed throughout my body.

“You’ve changed.”

I’d spent countless nights wondering if you’d ever noticed the change in me as well. 

I understand now that those promises that we had made last summer are all broken. We used the weight of our words as weapons, smashing those affirmations into pieces that now litter the foundation of our once colorful relationship.

I had come to the conclusion that it was time for myself to move on, so I released myself from the relationship that I had with a person who no longer existed.

“Words are flowing out like endless rain into a paper cup

They slither wildly as they slip away across the universe.”

I then began trying to let others into my life after that, and at first I felt like nobody was hearing my voice. It was as if I was stuck in slow motion, while the world around me moved quickly. I struggled to understand that new relationships would only grow with time. 

Eventually they did. As I drive towards the sparkling sunset that hides itself behind the sea, I laugh with my friends. I’m happy now.

“Images of broken light which dance before me like a million eyes

They call me on and on across the universe.”

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