Closure In Love- Hard But Not Impossible

I get my closure

The day I can wear my sweatshirt and not ache for your hands to trace me.

The day I'd rather have your name as my password and feel nothing than have emotional breakdowns on trying to change my password.

The day I stop avoiding the 3rd page in the menu of the small cafe, in fear of coming across your favourite drink.

The day I shall no more shorten my hair in a stupid rage of not even admiring the things you admired in me.

The day I start wearing new outfits without bothering to ask your opinion.

The day I stop waiting for your midnight calls.

The day my insecurities are not questioned by my overthinking brain in attempts of validating my heart's need to change for love.

The day I can finally wave goodbye to your last photo, I found lost in my gallery.

The day rain shall pour on me and wash away even the slightest of your memories sticking to me like lichens in a tree.

The day sky is more than just a portrait of your face.

The day I realise your life isn't mine to worry about in the first place.

The day I got the guts to use all black after accepting the fact that my favourite black didn't need your favourite white to look great.

The day there's no "what if".

The day I don't have to take efforts to keep you off my head.

The day world is more than just you and me.

The day I stop writing about you.