Hearts burned to ashes,
Blown away by the fragile wind,
Swept away with the empty promises
That were made.
Collection of tears
Made to last a life time
Along with the forever
We planned.
Bruises left upon my skin,
Traces of you left behind,
Proof that you did exist
And that you weren't just in my head.
Memories that replay,
Like a broken record,
Over and over again of what
We used to be.
I'm holding on, to the memories,
Counting all the bruises,
Collecting all the tears,
And piling all the ashes,
To remind myself that you
Were real.
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im going insane.
