detached

i could really feel and sense that im on myself..
once again and again and again..


no strings attached..
no heartaches (momentarily),
no more teary jerky sessions
and no more pointless passion over a pointless person..


i recognize my detachment..
and taste what is eccentric freedom.

this must be the moment when the sun decided to rise up again..
separating the curve line between the mountain that hides me..
i hate to be covered..
i hate to be swallowed..
i choose to be enlightened.