Over Me......
He walked away causally and then looked back at me to say that he was over me, and I knew the next thing should have been a sigh of relief but it wasn't, it was a very still moment in time, I wanted to be relieved but I couldn't be. Everything went silent apart from cracking noise in the background..........my world falling apart. How can my world be falling apart when I was never aware that you were holding it together. Silence and ignorance to both our existences has been our routine for once, so why now does confirmation actually matter? Shouldn’t this be my golden ticket? I am now free to wander the streets without having to source out back roads, trying to avoid your well known areas. I am free to come and go as I please without worrying about being seen by your side kicks, who would dutifully report back to you. With all this euphoria clouding my mind how do I still have space for anxiety and sweating palms? Why does it feel like something is amiss? You really don’t know what you have till it’s gone, ‘cause now what ever 'it' was has finally been removed and I can somehow feel a void. It’s like the bare wall you keep passing not quite sure what’s not right with it until you figure out that it’s got a new coat of paint or a picture missing. I guess it was such a closed area in my heart that I stopped paying attention to it, and now that it’s gone I can feel the gap, there’s space. So, I guess the real issue should be what to do with the extra space?
