My mom once told me
"Looks can be deceiving,"
Is that why you smiled
As you were leaving?

Sometimes I and think of all the little things we had,  of the time we spent together , the kisses we shared , the memories we made and the love we had. Maybe it was our little dance or short song that had to quickly end , but I know that I practice our moves and listen to us sing over and over just to get some closure on the fact your gone and we're done. Maybe it was my ego maybe it me was taking whatever we had for granted but as they say you only when something is gone will you truly understand its value.
Goodbye my love goodbye our memories always remember I love till the day I die

Stop trying to remember his scent, he smelled like summer and reminds you of the time he made you laugh so hard, you snorted out milk on that dead, hazy day.

2. Don't waste your day trying to decipher what colour his eyes were, it'll only remind you of the galaxies and constellations that you once saw in his eyes

3. Stop trying to retrace the shape of his mouth in the middle of the night, you'll choke on your tongue trying to taste the mint he devoured seconds before pulling you in for a kiss

4. Stop reliving the times you clasped hands together, the glass plate will fall off your trembling hands.

5. Burn this list, admit that the galaxies and constellations shining in his eyes were wilted, the one in yours are bursting with fire. Remember on the dead, hazy day his laugh sounded like nails running down a chalkboard. Remember when you kissed, the weeds growing from his mouth entangled the roses blooming in yours.

Realize that one day, another boy is going to come and plant daisies where he left behind thorns.