Every time I reached for you, you were nowhere to be found. Every time I needed you, you were nowhere to be found.

Through time, I have learned my place in your world. I have learned where to put you in mine as well, through your own actions and words.

I see far more than you know and hold so much peace within myself knowing the truths through what I have seen.

A slow death of us was so much better, simply because it gave me time to heal and see the real you.

Plain and simple…I outgrew you.

You are not who I would choose any longer. You are not who I thought you were to begin with. A friend.

That in and of itself… allowed me to bury you with the false memories I held. The ones where I thought you were something special.

You are not special.

You are simple.

You are just some broken, shallow man, that can’t grow up.

A death of one’s own self.

This slow death of us, has awaken me to understand that you are not worthy of me. Not vice versa as I had once thought.

For you are just an avoidant man.

Not a thing more.

Now I can move forward. Alone.

It was through the slow death…I have come to the burial of us.

This final chapter.

Where there is no goodbye, because you have truly decided I was dead to you for far to long now.

It’s time for the eulogy.

The burial.

Somewhere you died inside long long long ago.

Although It wasn’t me that killed you.

Perhaps I was just as dead inside when we met.

Perhaps, I needed the mirror that only you could provide.

To see who I never want to be again.

YOU.

I’m amongst the living now.

Your coffin is yours.

I lay you to rest.

Alone.

Just how you want it.

The slow death of us… is what awakened me.

The fact I was so easy to discard a million times over… made it abundantly clear, that you don’t really have respect for me. Nor do you want me in your life.

So be it then.

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