this is goodbye.

Here I am, hair let down and swirling around my shoulders, wrapping me in a continuum of memories I'd rather wash away with the rain.  Laying on my back staring up at the big dipper, the constellations in perfect harmony with my shallow breaths.  Remember when I was your little spoon?  Sometimes I wish I didn't, I wish I could just forget, I wish I didn't have to erase your number from my phone to ensure that I don't fall back into routine and have my heart in shambles once again.  Whatever I need, it's in the clouds.  The sky heaves and turns and rearranges its stars, picks me up far from the ground, my feet moving forward to take me on whatever journey lies ahead.  My eyes wide with wonder, this is nothing like I expected.  But I must move on, continue to grow and challenge the things I know.  You were what I knew, and it was pretty beautiful, but you're no longer, so it's time to blow away.  No more tripping on words, searching for something, hoping you're still there, crying about nobody.  I'm much stronger than this.