11:11:11 AM

it's

11:11 AM

and my first thought is

you

immediately my second thought is

they lied

the american journal for positive thinking said it took 11 weeks to get over someone

but it's been

2 years

actually it has been 2 years 3 months 13 days and 6 hours

but who's

keeping count

i find myself seeking reasons to calls you but then i dont call you because

the last time that we spoke

your voice

sounded like distance

your words sounded like the elongated pause after a statement of declaration

your heart

packed all of its emotion into the backseat until it couldnt see out of the rear window

and then you

left

drove away without ever looking back

i asked how you had been

and you said

you were doing fine

and i believed you

your words

sounded like the scars on your heart had healed

and you were better

you had driven

light years past us

past me

past the bullshit

heartbreak  

and pain

you were gone

and i

i was better

i had found peace in myself

and learned to let go of my regret

but i regret

not calling when i should

not following through on my hearts promise

not listening to the screams of my soul

i regret not making you my forever

so i guess that forever

when i notice that its 11:11 AM

my first thought

will forever be you