dear ex.

Dear my near ex,

There is no 'dear' in this letter and this sentiment is shallow.

I find little credence among you, 

As this obligation to myself is greater than you thought.

I presume that you think about me all the time and that is the curse you must bare,

Breaking ones trust and your reward is all the same as before,

While I'm something you can't compare.

Don't come back and seek solace in the curves of my neck. 

I will not forgive you for this haste farewell.

Why should I forgive a women who has done nothing but show me hurt?

Our love was one of a secret kind, with awkward flirting and bad music,

Ensembles in our minds, compositions in our hearts and performers of romance.

The world is muted with you, and the girl who becomes a ghost elusively to mine assumes the position of one of my muses. 

I'm so thankful I'm out of this hypnotic trance.