You are just a memory now,
a whisper in the wind.
I never thought that you would be in my closet of memories.
I thoguht that we would always be making memories, together.
How was I supposed to know that you lied when you said forever?
Like smoke, I can see you lingering but I can't physically touch you.
I am sad that you are gone, but fearful of you reappearing.
I will always love you and the memory of you,
but my heart can't take this more than twice,
not that there will be a third time.
You have moved on to another, left me to haunt yet another girl with your prescence.
It is her turn to suffocate with your filthy smoke,
I am sick of feeling like I am about to choke,
choking tears back with my heart feeling broken.
This is not how things were supposed to end,
I didn't think we would break, but i knew we would bend.
I was willing to fight and straighten us out,
But you did not want to continue to fight for us,
and now you are a ghost who is slowly turning my heart into dust.
How could you?