when I think of you now,
it's to forget what could've been.
I wonder if you think of me
since these days, it's all I can do.
when I try to forget you,
memories of you flood my mind.
they rush to fill in the gaps
that I leave empty on purpose.
when I remember you,
my whole body aches
for things to be the way they were
the pain swells, yet I am discouraged
when I see you,
you seem happier than before
happier than you were with me
and that's all that matters.