Let it sit

Let it sit you say

but how can I

when I feel like a piece of me is missing

a part of me has been left behind

but is this feeling even fair?

I let you go

I want you to be happy

I truly do

she's cute

got an avril lavinge tooth thing going on it's quirky

lax girl but we won't hold it against her because she's probably funny

maybe she has ok taste in music - let's be real though, I have the best

she's blonde, a plus?

purer, nicer, more aligned

But let me check myself I am not comparing

because there is no comparing

we aren't doing that

that's not in question

because I'M not in question

I removed myself partially a while back

but now it is fully

Yet

I wistfully remember all the things I loved about you

the little details that have surpassed my memory

that now so conveniently come back

thanks brain.

but there was bad, I am sure of it

even so

with no doubt

I loved you deeply

but I was dealing with myself

needed to find myself

maybe I still do

maybe we both are just finding ourselves

and will eventually be our found selves but together

wishful thinking?

rejection brain here, don't hold me accountable

I clearly have fallen off the writing wagon

but here we are.

a long time ago
I promised that if you were happy
Then I was happy, nothing else to talk about

-but does she quote songs from your favorite band to you?