i've tried so hard to erase you i take someone new to all our places trying to overwrite you.
the sights and the sounds, the smells hold onto you relentlessly and everyone new i bring to hide you behind new memories only are tainted by the ghost of you
i can still see you leaning there on the corner running a hand through your hair my mind recalls you effortlessly
like you were always a part of the corner like instead of you clinging to only my world the world cannot cease to remember you too.
glenwaverley train station is a graveyard of memories