When I've decided to let go...
I start rummaging my inbox
for probable short messages;
I scroll up and down IM pages
for at least an emoticon;
I read back messages
received days, months and years ago;
I reread every email;
I savor every detail;
I recall every circumstance,
every difficulty, every awkwardness we both felt.
I said
no more...
sweet good mornings,
worth-skipping lunch breaks,
late night messages,
sudden talks,
hard-to-label connection.
no more YOU and ME.
Now, it's just You.
It's just Me.
Now, it's just the memories
of YOU and ME.
