Reckless NostalgiaA Poem by Elias Kovats
It still hurts to hear your name
Every polite conversation that casually brings you up I have to pretend it doesn't bother me That its not another tiny cut in a long line of tiny cuts But I've gotten really good at hiding pain I've had practice I laugh it off, I tell people I dodged a bullet I tell people how much better my life is without you I don't think about you everyday anymore Though on my off weeks when I am at my lowest You cross my mind more often than you don't Your laughter doesn't taunt my memory anymore I don't have episodes of painful nostalgia When I listen to the music you showed me anymore But you pop up every now and then I hear your voice singing along I see you in the smiles of other girls The same smile that you gave me The one that said "no storm is too dark" I see your fire in someone else's eyes The fire that gave me courage Even when I was terrified I won't say I want you back Enough time has passed that I have moved on Those scars are starting to fade but will never fully be gone But you're still in my heart somewhere When I finally closed that door I moved on I locked it tight, barricaded it, and threw away the key It holds back a flood of careless emotion Of impulsive passion and reckless nostalgia It won't be reopened But you still knock from time to time A soft, echoing knock that haunts my memory And I'll think of what you're up to And I sincerely hope your life is happy
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