I tried to search for
Scraps of things we have left.
Mutual friends, songs, photos.
I only found scraps because so much had
Decomposed since a long time ago.
I cringed and sobbed.
I felt indignant
I tried even harder to remember your
Jokes, scent, habits.
The recollection was pathetic.
Subconsciously memories were fading,
I sweared and cursed.
But there's nothing I can do, because
What's gone,
Will always be gone.
Nov 10, 2014
Nov 10, 2014 at 12:12 AM UTC
I tried to search for
Scraps of things we have left.
Mutual friends, songs, photos.
I only found scraps because so much had
Decomposed since a long time ago.
I cringed and sobbed.
I felt indignant
I tried even harder to remember your
Jokes, scent, habits.
The recollection was pathetic.
Subconsciously memories were fading,
I sweared and cursed.
But there's nothing I can do, because
What's gone,
Will always be gone.
