Peace

Four years ago
You and I
Were laying on your bed
Just figuring out
That the thing between us
Was actually something.

And now,
I'm sitting in a bar alone
Trying to get drunk
Because if I'm being honest,
It scares me how little I care
Even with our parting
Being so recent.

I think,
If I'm being honest again,
I was ready for this to happen.
Maybe even
Looking forward to it in a way.

So as I sit alone in this bar
Sipping on one stiff drink
After another,
Part of me finally feels at peace.
But another part
Feels ashamed
At the lack of sorrow
In my dormant chest.

Honestly,
For the third time now,
I think I needed these drinks
Alone in the bar tonight,
To finally put my mind
To the same rest
My heart feels over this.

So after four years,
It feels good to say goodbye. 

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