Tales of a Neverland Lost Girl

Memories

It was a cold autumn night, back in October, I was dressed like a doll and my friend was over. But I took your call and ran up the stairs, it was the night we said "I love you", without a care.

Leaves all fall and so does love, your hand fit around my fingers just like a glove. And when you ended it with her I secretly smiled, because I knew that day I'd be the one to drive you wild.

These memories are ingrained in the back of my mind. They haunt my nights making me see I was unkind, when I let you go. But I ran out of love, it's not your fault it's been my own damn flaw from the start.

It was a snowy day in February, you warmed my lips with your cinnamon kiss. You mother made us tea as we sat in your room, thinking about the future and our inevitable doom.

And I broke my promise saying I didn't care, that the blade felt better then your disapproving stare. But you held my hand and made the grief go away but now the pain is back and I am under attack.

Because these memories are still bleeding in the back of my mind. They haunt my days making me see I was blind, when I let you go. But I ran out of love, it's not your fault it's been my own damn flaw from the very start.

It was the beginning of summer, and I was leaving for home. We sat in the diner, just me and you alone. We laughed and looked with bright, wide eyes. This fairytale moment was a disaster in disguise.

Then that awful situation took place over seas, I cried for hours, thinking you hated me. And a few weeks ago, when we hung up the phone, I knew it was the end but I couldn't let it go.

Because these memories still play in the back of my mind. They haunt my head and they kept pressing rewind, when I let you go. But I ran out of love, it's not your fault it's been my own damn flaw from the very start.

So I guess this is my apology, I guess these are my last words. I guess this is goodbye, I guess you're done with me. You're done with me. You're done with me.

Because these memories are still breathing in the back of my mind. They haunt my thoughts making me unwind, and I let you go. I let go.

But I know that I'll see you, walking down the halls. People say I should be happy but I'm not glad at all. They say there's this weight that gets lifted off your shoulders, but this load's here to stay, yeah I guess it's all over.

But I ran out of love, it's not your fault it's been my own damn flaw from the very start. Yes, I couldn't run my race, can't you see it on my face? Baby I ran out of love that's always been my flaw.

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This is a song. Don't try and make sense of it. Yes it has a tune. Don't take this.

Thanks.

-m