This would be a lot easier
If I could just evaporate.
But I'll try to make it through.
So expect and anticipate:
My Great Departure.

I leave you to venture.
To go on that adventure.
To surpass the limits of nature
Of danger, of treasure.
Just so that I can FINALLY
Be happy.

I'm well aware
Of the blatant fact
That we have but
mere weeks (to be exact),
Before we venture
Out to the ultimate sea.
A journey mapped
By CXC.
So I'll be realistic
And I'll play the part.
But after the fact
I will depart.

And at the moment
It might not be in your heart
But I'd like you wipe the slate
Of Our memories.

I'm not the friend
You want me to be.
I'm the bad influence
Shunned by your family.

I am not the artwork
I so proudly display.
I am not the wise-ass
With all the right things to say.

I'm a scared child
Looking for her mother.
I'm the forced grown woman
With no significant other.

I am the angry black waves
That curse the sun.
I am that single annoying thread
That reels your world undone.

I am no saint.
No farmer.
No pastor's niece.
What I am,
Is everything you shouldnt be.

So when the hour is right,
And the evening grows gloomy,
I'll use that blade
To make your thoughts more roomy.

"Thanks for the memories"
They sang in that song.
For now, we must be enemies
Before anything else goes wrong.

Thanks for the memories.
I continue to recite,
To ignore the tears that spill
As i write.

Thanks for the memories.
Even though you broke my heart.
Thanks for the memories.
Thanks for the fresh start.

So dear former friends,
As we embark on this adventure through,
Try to forget everything about me.
All that matters is that I loved/love you...