Your kiss stings as our lips touch
Like the pain of your words as they reach my thoughts
The memories hang with me bringing fear as I go
There is so much hesitation about when stepping into the unknown
But nothing is more wrong than how I carry this with me
Each person I meet serving the consequences of my misery
It’s not that I hate you
But I do hate us
For an erased memory is a life unlived
But a memory filled with you leaves me with nothing more to give
You’ve left me alone
You’ve left me broken
Now all I yearn for is to be awoken
Wow.
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