Resenting.
Avoiding.
Distancing
Forgetting.
Done it all.
And yet.
My escape
Resenting.
Avoiding.
Distancing
Forgetting.
Done it all.
And yet.
Some memories hurts,
They are laced with tears.
But you can’t deny,
there were none like them.
Some memories hold on to you,
And there is nothing you can do,
Besides holding them tighter.
Some memories knows where you’ll be,
They keep finding you,
They overstay,
And they become your heart.
I floundered,
I cried,
I hurted,
I waited,
I withered,
I seasoned,
I remembered,
I loved.
Don’t love my torn heart.
It no longer remembers,
That feeling called love.