'This is my favorite park,'
I tell you, your hand holding mine
We're stealing kisses in the dark
You laugh as you look around
At the broken trunks and fallen leaves
Nothing but dirt decorating the ground
'I've seen prettier places,'
You reply as you imagine daisies,
Freshly cut grass and paradise
'It's about the memories,'
I say, hand falling to my side
You look away as you try to hide
The confusion, clear in your eyes
You don't get it and you seem content
To never look back, live in the moment
Even though in the same park we both stand,
While flashbacks play through my head
To you, it's just another piece of land
No matter how much we share, my darling,
My nostalgic heart you'll never understand

And as you left that quick
You became my favorite mnemonic
That I am alive and loving
That I'm breathless but still breathing
The way you made me recall
Is both my mountain-top and pitfall
The way I was reminded
Is too hurting, too conceited
But, you are my favorite pain
Reminding me I'm alive through fiery rain
Making me feel by pulling heart strings
Pain reminds of life through stings
Every single detail has your shadow
Reminding me of us, everywhere I go
You made it seem so easy to forget everything
You made it feel like those times meant nothing
That what we had mattered only to me
Now all those we shared resonate with agony
As you abandoned me without hesitation
I arrived with a dreadful realization
You justified why storms are named...
After people, since they can damage just the same