It’s been 15 years since I stood in your presence, before that I don’t remember.
The memory of you can’t even be described as fleeting, in reality it’s non-existent.
I used to wonder why out of all of us I was left alone without any memories of you, but then I realize that it was probably a blessing.
None of the others have many memories of you and to be honest the ones they have aren’t that great.
I guess the universe did well saving me from years of heartbreak, years of wondering why I wasn’t good enough,and the vision of you walking out the door I will ever know.
All of that I have been sparred from ever having to feel.
It would’ve been nice to have something though. I guess that’s why I reached out for some type of connection.
Out of that strained connection, I got your voice and your memories of the past.
Some of those good and some of those bad, but still there is your voice going back down memory lane for the few minutes you’re willing to stay on the phone.
And once the call is disconnected, I go one with my life as I have always done.
Wondering if it’ll be another 15 years before I’m in your presence again or if that last time was the final.