Think of

All the laughs and kisses
Think of
Back when you loved me
Think of
Calling me Wifey
Think of
Doing the right thing
Think of
Everyone who is waiting
Think of
Forgetting that I’m hurt
Think of
Going on and leaving again
Think of
Hostility as it has always suit you
Think of
Instantly making me disappear
Think of
Just yourself again
Think of
Kissing me? Won’t help
Think of
Lies bubbling within
Think of
Making me forgive this
Think of
Never saying forever again
Think of
Obvious loneliness  
Think of
Promises left broken
Think of
Quick sand, sucking you in
Think of
Reasons getting clearer
Think of
So many times I’ve cried
Think of
Too many thoughts at once
Think of
Uniting the past with present
Think of
Victory with your next move
Think 
Wisely now, I’m fragile
Think
Xanadu exists no longer
Think
You aren’t whole without me
Think
Zealot