"A Letter of Silence and Tears";

I have nothing left but silence and tears for you. There are so many remarkable things I have taken upon myself since you left, I rebirthed myself in the ashes of your absence. I've met new and old faces, shared laughs and tears in new places, and yet... your ghost still lingered in those moments. Guilt and shame were worn as a cloak of despair. I know you're okay, I hear it from others in passing, and that's great. I'm glad you didn't have to burn, cut, and starve yourself from me. Maybe you're stronger than me, or I've simply left your memory, who knows. It feels weird sleeping in the fruits of my labor. It feels bittersweet signing my name where it was supposed to be ours. Your ghost does not linger here. I have no smell of home and earth here, I have no moments of your omnipresence here. It feels uncomfortable letting go, letting my love for you go, letting my moments and memories of you go. I'm letting you go. I love you, but I'm letting you go. I hold no apologies or forgiveness, I hold no anger nor resentment, I hold no thank you's or goodbyes. I am letting you go. One day in passing may the only thing be a shared silence.