It's nice to be able to forget,
and act like nothing happened.
But my memory seems to hate me,
The things I try hardest to forget haunt me,
The things I cling to seem to just slip away...

The way I told you I didn't care,
When all I wanted to do was hold you close,
And never let you leave me again...

The time you saw my scars,
How you flinched as if they hurt you,
And couldn't quite look me in the eye...

I see forgetting as a gift,
I wish I could just fall asleep,
*And forget we ever happened...