An experienced man once told me that it gets easier to move on when I remember all the reasons you made me cry.
But I don't want to move on.
I don't want to decide that there's something better for me to fight for.
I don't want to slowly imagine laying in another's arms.
I'd rather wake up with amnesia.
Forget about the stupid things like the way it felt to fall asleep next to you.
The dreams we built together were added onto my walls that were holding me together.
And now I feel as if my soul is slipping out through my toes.
Your words were always close to me but your heart was always so far away.
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