Your last night.

I throw all your things in the garbage and I pick them up again one by one.

I even thought of getting a cat but I have a fish and that will make us me and you again.

I stopped crying and I started drinking.

I stopped drinking and I started sleeping.

I stopped sleeping and then I woke up for a lifetime.

I hated my miserable days but most of all I hated missing you.

You stopped calling and then you stopped caring.

You stopped caring and then you forgot.

And as you forgot I became me again.

And you were far.

And I was me.

And it was summer.

And you were far.