I am the chipped nail polish on your toes. I am the smell of cheap perfume on your skin. I am the torn edges on your favorite book. I am that memory you can't erase, no matter how hard you try. I float around, checking in on you from time to time. I am the scuff marks on your shoes. I am the scars on your skin. I am the ache in your back. I am the journal next to your bed. You still can't get rid of me. I am the strands in your bright blue eyes. I am the love you lost. You can't forget about me. I won't let you. You can never get me out of your mind, out of your sight, no matter how hard it is for you to look at me, to think about me. I am the pattern in your bed sheets. I am the dirt under your nails. I am the scratches on your mirror. You always see me. You can never forget me because I won't let you. You see me everywhere, even though you don't want to. You can never let me go. I am apart of you now. I am that light dying to get out. I am the thought waiting to slip from your mouth. I am the waves in your hair.
