I wish that I could erase you from my memory so I don't have to be reminded of you

I wish I could tear my own skin off so I won't remember the way your skin felt on mine

I wish I could burn the places where we used to go so that I don't have to look at them

I wish I could stop this guilt that boils inside me so I can move on

I just wish you were gone...

If I am not enough
let me know,
It hurts to be half loved

Nothing good ever
comes like it did
when I had you around

Beauty does not fade, yet, instead it manifest into a contrasting concept society is unable to perceive

The mind can deceive and control, yet the heart can sway and destroy. Where does the truth lie?