{"id":2608,"date":"2026-06-08T00:23:59","date_gmt":"2026-06-08T00:23:59","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/fulloflit.com\/?p=2608"},"modified":"2026-06-08T00:25:04","modified_gmt":"2026-06-08T00:25:04","slug":"it-all-comes-back-to-you-a-poem","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/fulloflit.com\/?p=2608","title":{"rendered":"It All Comes Back To You: A Poem"},"content":{"rendered":"\t\t<div data-elementor-type=\"wp-post\" data-elementor-id=\"2608\" class=\"elementor elementor-2608\">\n\t\t\t\t\t\t<section class=\"elementor-section elementor-top-section elementor-element elementor-element-a3a24f9 elementor-section-boxed elementor-section-height-default elementor-section-height-default\" data-id=\"a3a24f9\" data-element_type=\"section\" data-e-type=\"section\">\n\t\t\t\t\t\t<div class=\"elementor-container elementor-column-gap-default\">\n\t\t\t\t\t<div class=\"elementor-column elementor-col-100 elementor-top-column elementor-element elementor-element-99515d7\" data-id=\"99515d7\" data-element_type=\"column\" data-e-type=\"column\">\n\t\t\t<div class=\"elementor-widget-wrap elementor-element-populated\">\n\t\t\t\t\t\t<div class=\"elementor-element elementor-element-7e5285e elementor-widget elementor-widget-text-editor\" data-id=\"7e5285e\" data-element_type=\"widget\" data-e-type=\"widget\" data-widget_type=\"text-editor.default\">\n\t\t\t\t<div class=\"elementor-widget-container\">\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t<p>In the continual flux of this seasonal rut<\/p><p>there are certain callbacks<\/p><p>some might call them drawbacks<\/p><p>of being in your eyes\u2019 limelight.<\/p><p>Perhaps one day soon<\/p><p>ignoring your casual remembrance<\/p><p>will become more than a failed reflex.<\/p><p>And karma will stop sifting<\/p><p>through my memory\u2019s index.<\/p><p>\u00a0<\/p><p>But for now,\u00a0<\/p><p>my nerves enter a state of regretful nostalgia<\/p><p>whenever I don\u2019t hear your voice<\/p><p>in a teasing scold<\/p><p>as I watch a pot that won\u2019t boil<\/p><p>or whenever I stand at a coffee counter<\/p><p>and feel like I\u2019m forgetting something<\/p><p>as I order for one<\/p><p>or whenever I sit alone<\/p><p>in a church pew or a cineplex<\/p><p>and I turn to the ghost of you<\/p><p>for a kleenex.<\/p><p>\u00a0<\/p><p>It\u2019s such a waste,\u00a0<\/p><p>all this space you acquire.<\/p><p>What am I supposed to do\u00a0<\/p><p>with the knowledge that you<\/p><p>like your eggs over easy<\/p><p>and your soda in a styrofoam cup,<\/p><p>your coffee hot and your jeans old and worn.<\/p><p>Or the recollection of your uneven smile<\/p><p>or your allergy to latex<\/p><p>or the fact that your nephew\u2019s favorite toy<\/p><p>is his plastic T-rex.<\/p><p>\u00a0<\/p><p>It frightens me,<\/p><p>this power you display over me<\/p><p>from afar. Do you even think of me?<\/p><p>Sometimes I picture you laughing<\/p><p>in a way you never did,<\/p><p>transforming you into a warlock,<\/p><p>casting over me an obsessive hex,<\/p><p>making me want to hire a medium<\/p><p>to help decipher<\/p><p>your heart\u2019s perplexing codex.<\/p><p>\u00a0<\/p><p>I don\u2019t know how to smile<\/p><p>in a way you didn\u2019t make your own.<\/p><p>I don\u2019t know where to look\u00a0<\/p><p>in my own home.<\/p><p>There\u2019s no corner you never were.<\/p><p>You ruined my favorite song<\/p><p>because I was fool enough<\/p><p>to make it about you.<\/p><p>Is that some kind of subtle flex?<\/p><p>That my mind proved so successful to annex?<\/p><p>Does it give you a God complex?<\/p><p>That it all comes back to you,<\/p><p>my ex.<\/p>\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t<\/section>\n\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>In the continual flux of this seasonal rut there are certain callbacks some might call them drawbacks of being in your eyes\u2019 limelight. Perhaps one day soon ignoring your casual remembrance will become more than a failed reflex. And karma will stop sifting through my memory\u2019s index. \u00a0 But for now,\u00a0 my nerves enter a [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"nf_dc_page":"","om_disable_all_campaigns":false,"_monsterinsights_skip_tracking":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_feature_clip_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false},"categories":[7,1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-2608","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-snippets","category-writingtips"],"jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/fulloflit.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2608","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/fulloflit.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/fulloflit.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/fulloflit.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/fulloflit.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=2608"}],"version-history":[{"count":4,"href":"https:\/\/fulloflit.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2608\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":2612,"href":"https:\/\/fulloflit.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2608\/revisions\/2612"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/fulloflit.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=2608"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/fulloflit.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=2608"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/fulloflit.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=2608"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}