when at night you are not longer my last thought...

when in the mornings you are no longer the first thing to think ...

that when my phone rings, i do not expect you to call me...

when during the day you do not cross my mind...

when i no longer want to know more about yourself, what you do, where you will be ... with who you will be ...

when I think no more in the arms that now embrace you ... in the arms that now you embrace...

when I no longer feel that incandescent desire to call you, to send you message, to see you, to touch you ... to smell you ...

when your voice no longer provokes in me a disorder, a mental and emotional disorder ...

and when I no longer expect anything from you...

when I no longer look for your face in strangers, when I no longer feel anything for you.

when looking at our pictures, these, do not tell me anything

when I no longer look for you in my memories...
when I no longer want to bring to my mind even the bad moments... when your absence no longer hurts me...

That day you will know that I have had:
ENOUGH OF YOU
(I'm in the process, after all this time...and it feels great)