Memories define who we are,
The memories I spent with you have changed me,
and shown me a new reality of pain,
I spend nights without you,
thinking of a reality where I'm not here anymore,
I'm dying in my nightmares,
remembering the feelings I had for you.
You already have forgotten about me,
moved on with your life,
found someone better than me.
Here I am,
at 4 am pacific standard time,
cutting and torturing myself,
torturing myself with memories of you.
