Somehow it is no surprise to me yet I still wonder why I see you behind closed eyes. That dark room filling with color and light. I see first your smile, then a nose followed by eyes. Sometimes the actions are foggy yet some occasions make themselves clear; many times against my conscious will. I don't hear voices often, the picture is most vivid in my mind. Yet tonight I won't allow myself to dream those thoughts of you. The images behind my eyes that weave and mold into a theatrical masterpiece still horrify me every time. When will I rid myself of your grasp? At which point will you finally allow me to go? My heart has moved on yet it seems that my mind has not. Separating these two might be my only change of forgetting. Not an erasing of memories; folding them and placing them in sealed trunks for the future won't harm anyone at all. But perhaps it will. This puts the heart of my dear one out on the line and I will not allow that! My whole self screams "No!" That is why you will no longer share in my thoughts, no longer will I have to see your face when I sleep. My knight has come and he is not afraid to defeat you; already he has. Swooping in he obliterates your memory to worthless pieces, never to be thought of again. I see a new objective with a new perspective.
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