My memories are torn in two
Each heart held each piece
I still have mine, spotless, worn and clean
But only one remains.
A sheet of paper, ripped in half
Split between the friends
Once ripped, it cannot return
To the way it once was
We can never return
To the way it once was.
It's almost funny how different we all see
Like how a certain date or a single word
Can mean so much to me
Yet nothing to you.
I look at the world now
And believe myself colour blind
Because you all seem to see the past
In a different shade than I
But I can never forget
I can never let go
Perhaps I have always seen the world this way
I am gazing through nostalgia-tinted glasses
Brewing my emotions into a potion of my own self-destruct
But you just left them to drift away.
I still remember the day we first met
And asked you with a smile
But you have new friends and I am alone
Sinking in past regret
Because I can never forget
I can never let go
Of the way things used to be
So why can't you see?
How much you still mean to me?
Seven years is such a long time
Exactly half my life
I've lived the other half without you
And somehow I've survived.
But I'm still holding on by a tiny thread
Not letting the cloth unravel
But maybe I'm the one unraveling
And you're doing just fine.
And I am still living in my mind.
Seven years, half my life
First yours, now finally mine
Once ripped, it cannot return
To the way it once was
We can never return
To the way we once were.
My forget-me-not is pressed in a notebook
Bright and surrounded by hearts
You broke your pinky promise of eternity
I'm sure yours is long gone
But I can never forget
Tell me how I can let go.
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Silent Memories
诗歌A collection of poetry and prose circling ideas of friendship, memories, nature, love, and any random thoughts I have <3 (If you want to comment or ask about my inspiration or a poem's meaning, feel free! I'd very much appreciate feedback or your op...
