For The Good Times

Hey you,
Thanks for all we had.
Your love, though I didn't say it enough,
Was the very best.
My deliverance
Into this world
Has been molded by the stuff
Of you.
Go out and find someone
That will love you like that.
I'll take a lifetime of memory,
Good and bad,
And call you my white whale,
And search much
To try again rightly with
Anything close to how it was.
I've just got to figure out
Why I try to kill all the good
That finds me in life first.
Then the sun is warm.
Then I won't be so afraid.
Fare thee well, gumdrop.

...and none of it was fiction,
Just misplaced fact.