Getting Over Her

Vividly in my dreams, I’m hurting when she disappears. The mind manifests the heart, plotting the story of a previous life--missing the one. It’s a mess, searching for her & meaningless sex. Self-sabotaging new connections, unconsciously seeking her presence in different locations. Emotionally stuck, struggling to move beyond the past. Catching up with reality, slowly adjusting like moving to a new city. It’s not self-pity, it’s desires and expectations clouding one’s sanity. Until one day, sick and tired of the same noise, that part of me dies out and I’m born again with a new voice.