I’m not saying
you shouldn’t move on.
But how can memories
be washed away so easily?
You don’t even see me anymore.
You pass by
like you never knew me,
never held me,
never cried for me,
never swore
it was forever.
Was it all fake
or just a beautiful moment
with an expiration date?
How do profound memories
vanish in a single blink?
Love is bogus.
Today,
you can’t live without me.
Tomorrow,
you can’t even stand
walking past me.
Love is bogus.
Today we’re lovebirds,
tomorrow
perfect strangers.
From warm comfort
to stiff silence,
From effortless laughter
to awkward distance.
I don’t ask for much…
just recognition
that what we had
was real.
May 8
May 8, 2026 at 12:30 PM UTC
I’m not saying
you shouldn’t move on.
But how can memories
be washed away so easily?
You don’t even see me anymore.
You pass by
like you never knew me,
never held me,
never cried for me,
never swore
it was forever.
Was it all fake
or just a beautiful moment
with an expiration date?
How do profound memories
vanish in a single blink?
Love is bogus.
Today,
you can’t live without me.
Tomorrow,
you can’t even stand
walking past me.
Love is bogus.
Today we’re lovebirds,
tomorrow
perfect strangers.
From warm comfort
to stiff silence,
From effortless laughter
to awkward distance.
I don’t ask for much…
just recognition
that what we had
was real.