That Memory

It’s that memory
The one where we’re on that train
The one where we’re a little sleepy
The one where you take my hand
The one where our fingers first intertwine
When you asked me ‘will you be mine?’

It’s that memory
The one where I fling my arms around you
The one where your scent radiates from your skin
The one where I cling to you
The one where you hold me tight
Shielding me from the cold winter’s night.

It’s that memory
The one where I lie next to you
The one where I can hear our soft breathing
The one where your lips touch mine and burn
The one where you say we will be together
And our love will be ‘til the end of forever.

It’s that memory
The one where I can’t sleep at night
The one where I cry into my pillow
The one where I don’t surrender
The one where I wait up for your texts
That say ‘I give up, I’ve tried my best’.

No it’s this memory
The one where you say ‘let’s go outside’
The one where you tell me ‘its over’
The one where I beg you to stay
The one where you cry as you hold me
And you kiss me a final goodbye.

It’s this memory
The one which breaks my soul each day
The one which imprints on my heart
The one I have to suppress
The one which I wish I could rewrite
The one which stifles my memories.

The End

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