Memories
Why do we remember the things that most hurt us? Or maybe it’s the good times that become the most painful memories, when the one you love is gone.
In this park, in the woods
All my stomping grounds you took
I showed you my favourite places
The ones so close to me
And there we made our memories
All these places, once so sweet
Are no longer what they used to be
Because you’re missing
Now I have to push back all these memories
Of you and me
In this lot, in your car
How we never stayed too far
When it broke down you said to stay inside
You always kept me safe
And held me close when I cried
Down this street, through those doors
You and I were never bored
We walked and talked as the hours went by
Hanging onto each word
Living out our dreams that night
In my house, down those stairs
All those times that you sat there
The playful way you would catch my eye
After we talked things out
You had me so mesmerized
All these places, once so sweet
Are no longer what they used to be
Because you’re missing
And now I’m on my own
Walking through this park alone
I’m struggling to push back all these memories
Of you and me
About the Creator
Prarthana Chandran
A 23 year old girl, with a racing mind and a lively spirit, chasing after God. Check out my blog: https://www.formetolive.com
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