You know what,
I don't know what it is in you that makes you think
you're any different from anyone else
I don't know what it is that makes you think
that I care
whether you go or not
whether you breathe or not
because after all, it's all the same
and perhaps it's me whose the one to blame.
The difference is, I've stopped caring, stopped feeling
what you say or think of me
irrelevant
Maybe it's this new found curse
(or better yet, a gift)
which allows me to move through this world
without fear of being alone
So you threaten your departure
and I smile and wave you on
You are not my world no matter how much you lied and said you were
I didn't breathe in your name
I didn't sin in your name
live in your name
or even thrive in your name
so how dare you
trying to wound me with breaking away
I'll be fine, I always am
Time goes on;
it did before you and so it will after
you came with love and promises
they tarnished like the flowers upon my grave
Perhaps it was my own twisted mind
my demon within me that caused me to laugh as I shut the door
The world means little these days
and you, even less
Get out.
Leave.
I don't care anymore.