I’ve been treating this like rehab,
Rehabilitating myself from you.
Learning to unlearn your touch,
To not be affected by your absence,
To not crave, want, miss you.
It’s been hard, the first few days,
I nearly give up, but I hang on.
The struggle is raw, the nights long,
Yet I see it clearly now,
You were always going to be damaging,
Because of how deeply I felt towards you.
I strip away each memory,
Piece by piece, like peeling old paint,
Revealing the scars beneath,
Acknowledging the hurt.
She Was Sea 