What happened?
I was going strong.
Why today?
Why did the memories
Come back today?
I let go.
I told my memories of you goodbye
Because I couldn't tell you that.
What happened.
You can't live rent free in my mind anymore.
Why now?
Why!?
I said goodbye.
It's not like your even still here.
It's not like you still care.
So why now?
Why here?
Why this night with me
On my bedroom floor
Digging up the thoughts of you?
Crying again.
Like this all just happened.
I said goodbye.
The pictures hurt.
I said goodbye.
So why now?
YOU ARE READING
The Wilted Bouquet
PoetryPoetry I decide to write about the thoughts that come to mind.
