Clothes flew over my head and out the door they went,

Landing in a heap, to be devoured by the fearsome dark.

People came and went, I don’t remember it being this bad;

I only remember the sound of a distant shout.

All these disputes we endured seemed to take up every last breath of air between us,

The late nights at work, stopovers at the pub, wallowing in a pitcher of drunkenness.

It never seemed to end;

Money blown over useless accounts.

Wrinkles formed with every second that passed,

And each drop of misery became a vast sea of emotions.

Parting ways seemed the most obvious path then.

But what of before it all went south.

Before all those years created a void between us; a bridge that could never reconnect us again.

We used to walk for hours on end, comfortable with each other’s silence.

One look made us giddy with childhood joy.

I reveled in the folds of your laughter and you flourished in mine.

It’s hard to believe I almost forgot those days.

I guess the bad eclipsed the good.

But although it hurts that I almost forgot, it’s worse that you actually did.