One day, I will leave you behind.
You’ll no longer visit my dreams.
That song won’t echo your name.
I’ll stop checking in with “How are you?”
Your location won’t matter anymore.
Your well-being won’t be my concern.
I won’t ask your friends for update.
I won’t flinch at who you’re with.
I won’t wonder how you’re doing.

That day is almost here.
Your memory is fading.
Your eyes blur in my mind.
Your smile no longer mine.
Your pain doesn’t reach me now.
Your problems aren't mine to carry.
Even your scent has left my memory.
And your tears? No longer my fear.