Old Notes

Old notes,
forgotten letters;
Misplaced memories,
from when we were better.

Love notes from you,
at first so full of joy:
"I've never felt so perfect
about anyone else ever!"
I was your girl,
You were my boy;
"I don't want to hold anyone else's hand but yours."
Hearts light as feathers.

Unsent messages from me,
blithely unaware of decay:
"You are the ) in my = )"
"I haven't felt this ALIVE in so long"
You held my heart,
Knew the perfect things to say:
"You're the only one I want,
So lovely, capable, and strong."

Scribbled notes from me,
As I began to sense something awry:
"I miss you, Love"
"I don't know what else to try"
Mistakes as I began to beg,
Teardrops as I started to cry;
"Tell me what I'm doing wrong,
I don't want this love to die."

Final letters from you,
Ones I'd hoped I'd never see:
"If I were in any other situation at
any other time, I would never hurt you"
Appearances tender and loving,
But brutal and spermicidal to me,
"We just won't be able to mesh long-distance"
Just an analytical review.

I turn the pages
one by one,
Heated ice crystals
escaping down my face.
Each word a new revelation
In what I have begun;
Never thought I would feel this way,
so much out of place.

Old notes,
forgotten letters;
Misplaced memories,
as I realize life without you is better.