and then one day
i stop actively chasing you
though i ached for your presence
i could take solace in your absence
though i searched for your smirk
my smile became sufficient
though i desired your touch
my bed became warm on my own
and then one day
i accepted parts of you, not your whole
though this pain lingers
it is manageable
and i will no longer
bind myself to you
goodbye
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The Pursuit Of • A Poetry Collection
Poetryall my life all my trials pains and heartaches and my goals joys and accomplishments came through a pursuit whether my outcome good or bad the journey is what morphed me into me ••••• started :: October 22 , 2019 completed :: 2020
