eventually

I know you have your life now, and I have mine…they no longer connect or blend into one. So black and white we are now….I can get through the day, sometimes two or three, without thinking of you…I just wish I could stop finding little reminders of you…everywhere. you put them there, here and there, knowing one day they would be happened upon. Did you think I’d trip and fall every time one came around? Did you think it would remind me of things I’d begun to forget and spin me back into your web? Was that your intention? Then its just like the time hasn’t passed at all, and every song, and everything reminds me of you….every sunset and sunrise, you’re there again…and you take the ground I’ve gained right back from under me….eventually…they will run out, subside…eventually, so will the images of us, and you, and our future….eventually, you’ll just be a memory, like the rest….eventually….