I don't miss you.

I don't want to see you ever again.

I don't want anything of you in my life.

I forgot your name.

But I still love you and have memories of you in my mind.

Why?

Why* is it so hard to delete everything?

Why?

Because it happened and it's there,

And there's nothing I can do to delete it.

And the fact that I know it makes me frustrated,

I feel like crying.

Because I don't know what went wrong,

I don't know why, the simple why I still love you.

But not how I did before,

Because now it seems that it grows everyday.

And I would like to know,

Know why.

But I already know that this is one of those questions that don't have an answer,

Neither for me, or for him.