Nothing Of You

Nothing to do but wait, you were only skin deep

No substance, no emotion, only self-serving waste

The scars left behind I thought were too deep

But as time goes by, you and your memory are beginning to fade

Into the deep abyss of unwanted thought

I thought I would carry you around forever

In my mind, heart and soul

Walking with Dignity meme

But you are fading faster than I imagined

No tears, no remorse, no reckoning

Nothing left to do but wait

Until there’s nothing left of you

Everything in me erased by fate

What is this? The best vengeance of all

Going through life with no piece of you

Nothing of you remaining at all



Published by thehuntress915

My life has been a lot like the movie Bridget Jones Diary (the Hispanic version) constant comedic struggles and life lessons learned by way of personal experience. I've survived divorce and online dating debacles, so tag along for the ride and lets laugh together.

27 thoughts on “Nothing Of You

      1. I used to carry grudges and pain for much longer than necessary. Learning acceptance has saved me a lot of drawn out misery. Unfortunately, it took me a long time to figure that out.

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  1. Nice poem!

    And pretty soon you’ll realize you haven’t even wasted a single thought on him in months, then years. The realization will initially stun you, then you will warm with knowing your journey with him is truly over. In the meantime, you’re getting there—and doing great!!

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  2. Huntress,
    Amazing truth in that poem! Well done! I’m glad that you continue to heal and move forward, my friend! I used to listen to Dr. Ruth Westheimer on the radio and she’d sometimes get women callers going through a difficult time breaking up with some asshole that didn’t deserve her and ask for advice. Dr. Ruth would play the chorus to this

    I’ve never forgotten it! God knows I’ve had to do the same! Mona

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    1. Thanks Suzanne, I don’t think I’m good at it, it was just something I wrote down one day while at my desk at work. I thought I had seen Lestat drive by in his truck as I sat looking out the window in my office. Which faces the intersection on the corner where our building is situated. It pissed me off and then out of that anger I wrote this.

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