Painting portraits with words, writing poetry with pictures.

"Could I replace you?"

I think I have. Maybe not with another person, but with things to pass the time. With daydreams. With space. With silence. I have been haunted by others before. Yet, you haunt me, still. Quite a bit of time has passed, and I remember all the smiles and all the laughs.. But I remember the tears too. I try to send positive thoughts your way, and only wish you well, however. No longer do I feel the malice I once did, nor do I shun you to the dark depths of my psyche. I keep telling myself to shed some light for you, wherever you may be in the dimmed corridors of my mind. Sometimes, little things remind me of you, and you do cross my mind, without me even realizing it. Of course, there are days when I don’t think about you at all. But on occasion, I lay awake at night and wonder:

"Have you replaced me too?"

Tagged as: Personal.