No more love.

I don’t have any more energy
to write you love poems.
I can sleep alone now,
I can kiss my own wounds and
tuck myself in when it gets rough,
so I’m sorry,
but this is my last time apologizing
to someone who will never remember me
as anything more than a mistake.
I need to forget you now,
really forget you,
not just delete your number and
my pictures of you.
I’ve been holding your memory close
to remember that I am capable
of loving and being loved,
but it is time now for me
to realize that
I don’t need you for that.