paradox

You told me that I need to remember us for all the bad that we were. I wish I could because it may make this as easy for me as it has been for you. 

You told me that I can’t remember you for all the good times we had, all the laughs we shared, and the love that filled all my empty holes. 

I shouldn’t ever think of you for the smiles you gave me and your eyes when they looked at me. Your lips when they first said hello and again when they asked me to never leave. 

I used to know what you were thinking by the way you entered a room and now I can’t even picture your face when I close my eyes at night. 

I never want to forget about you, but I can’t seem to grasp the fact that you were even a part of my life at some point. My brain has slowly started erasing you from my memory, leaving behind only the pain in my heart to remind me that I am still existing in a world where I no longer know your face. 

I’m sure you’re beautiful.