hours
Some days I go hours without thinking of him.
I go hours without resenting myself for the decisions I've made.
I can go hours without longing for your attention.
I let 60 minutes pass without missing his words.
Time passes and I don't remember that twinkle in your eye,
and how it made me week in the knees.
I go hours without trying to remember every conversation we had.
I should go hours with out picking up my phone,
and typing a message to him, then only to delete it
because he wouldn't care anyway.
I need to spend hours not basing my self worth on how he didn't want me.
I need to spend every minute of the day loving myself and putting my energy into those who love me because I am me, and for them that is enough.