maybe it's for the sake of ourselves that we always remember the ending and not the beginning
memories come in flashes
and sometimes it's the nights we spent hidden from the rest of the world whispering words I never thought to write down
but mostly it's the morning when it hurt so much to look at you I had to close my eyes
and even then tears still made their way through my shut eyelids
now it's been months and I've forgotten my favorite features on your face
and I wish I could remember the night I called my best friend after leaving you because I had so many feelings I didn't know what to do with them
without remembering coming home to her crying because in the end we were too good to last