How do you know it’s over?
Is it when you forget what his voice sounds like?
Or is it when you stop trying to remind yourself how many times he said “I love you”?
One can only convince themselves so many times that IT was everlasting,
until they realize that in order for IT to ever last, IT would have to exist
and if IT didn’t exist there was no way for IT to ever last.
IT would just be gone.
But, the human brain automatically attempts to convince themselves otherwise.
Over and over again.
“No, IT and I are not over,” they say.
“IT and I are everlasting...”
This is a harsh punishment that the heart gives us once we say the sacred “I love you.”

Admitting to IT is not when you know it’s over.
Admitting to IT is when you can finally attempt freedom.
You go about your life...
travel great distances, find yourself, give to others, create memories.
Only to feel pain. Great pain. You try to locate where the pain is coming from.
You search, and search and search, to find a scar.
IT has been there the whole time, HE has been there the whole time.
IT keeps you up at night with the oh so throbbing pain.
IT interrupts your thoughts.
But, as time passes, you learn to make it through. No more distractions, or dwelling.
You move past IT.
Say an “I love you”.
Then IT itches,
and that’s when you know.
That’s when you know IT is over.