I heard you moved on...

It was the right thing to do. I don't doubt it. Your heart is no longer mine. I am not sure it ever was. Still...I have to dream with my memories. There are no pictures. There are no letters. All I have is what I choose to remember. Holding hands in the park. It seemed eternal.

Nothing was going to tear us apart. We thought we could face the world. Maybe these were more my thoughts than yours. I don't hate you. Nor will I ever. I will keep these fond memories and come back to them. I will let them filter into my consciousness. Smile and continue on.

The only thing left is for me to go. Let my atoms disperse into the wind.