I feel it only fair that I should share with you, some unfortunate bits of news
Unfortunate for you.
It only appeared selfishly cruel
Bc I saw the empty place where I once loved you and in purest truth
And bc the selfishly cruel is all that's left
Of the empty shell that is you.
And I can see it all now
Clear in your vast remaining days you'll waste containing not a remnant of your youth,
You will call out in grief,
Over and again
And always only for me
But I will never come to you.

And you will remember me always without ceasing, in a clearly vast array of painful memory, myriad in your mind, which conjures me alone.
And you dismay.

Just as I heal here I now forget
Forever every feature you possess, and your image only further disappears at the mention of your name.
While I will recall no more your face, and forgetting forevermore any lingering trace..
Even your description evades the capture
More elusively each day.
And I will live on and in your flesh, yea, even in your stinking heart,
And you'll go blind searching for me,
Certain in the knowledge I can't be found.
Still,
You'll reach and search out your days in darkness, the madness I've become just behind you harkens.

And finally,
I'll forget that you ever even existed.
Just as now, I've engaged in the erasure of ever having had made memories with you, I will wipe you from my mind every moment or trace of you, every year, day minute spent, coagulated by the clinging residue, now becomes clean, new.
I've already blotted out every trace of each touch,
First from spirit,
Now from the skin too.
You're
Very
Nearly gone...

Now

poof.