The I that I have been is no more

The I that I have been is no more and shall never return.  

The I that I have been is waiting in the wings to submerge to where she needs to go.

The I that I have been is going,  going,  going,  going,  and now gone.

The I that I have been is not needed any more.

The I that I have been is gone and troubled no more.

She is gone.

Empty I might feel but not is what I do.

For now I realize that she is gone and never was needed.

I do not feel sadness or loss.

I do not feel any morning for her since now I know she never was a part of the true me.  She may have been a figment of my mind,  I do not know.  What I do know is that now I am me again.  

I am the me that I always knew I was and am.  I am the me that will always be.

I am the me that is.