Memory

I am still living in the memory,
During the time when we were,
Reminiscing our love story,
Pathetic, yeah I know.
That's me.


Now I'm back in the past,
Looking at myself again,
How I tried to cherish things as they last,
Smiling, laughing to hide the pain.


This thing called love it twists, wraps, and kills,
It's not something you can protect with flaring emotions,
If you're not ready,
Please don't fire at will,
You'll leave people more than broken.


-abuyeeee