I don't love the past either
I hate the past

The past bothers me a lot
The good and the bad both

But are you really stupid enough
To say that moving forward

Can only consist
Of a future without me

Because I'm not that stupid
Because I know you

You know me
You even call me sweet

If you think I'm sweet at all
Then stop building walls

And let me be sweet to you
Last time I checked you needed that

Oh wait, only from other people
Because you care about me

But don't give a crap about me
Like you can't handle me

As if I'm some cancer