Memories; things that are left of me now

the truth of how we were before all this

the pain of heartache you caused me

and every tear that was shed in return

But I still tell myself it’s not over yet

Hang on to feel him one more time

Believing nothing and everything all at once

lost in a world created and torn apart by the love in our hearts

If everything is distorted and fake

then why does it feel so real?

I still tell myself this is not over yet

Hang on to feel him one more time

to see him

                        one

                                      last

                                                    time