These days

Lately, I’ve found myself no longer thinking about the moments that have hurt me most

I don’t think about the disappointments

The letdowns

Whenever these thoughts came, I wanted so badly to shed them

Like the skin, I scrub away in my showers

Washing the old me away to make room for the new

Like the clothes I outgrew

Shedding, releasing

Why is it that I couldn’t strain these thoughts away from my brain?

I was soaked in the emotions

The feeling and memory of it all

I still could smell the tears on my pillowcase

These days, I don’t think about it anymore because I don’t belong there anymore

I’ve packed my luggage and jumped off the cliff I once knew

I catch myself saying, “The thoughts, the memories of it all. They’re gone.”

I can acknowledge my new beginning and know that I’ve finally immersed myself within it

Like new skin

Like new clothes

The shedding happens when least expected

And then

Before you even know

The remnants of what once was leave you without forewarning