I am from fond memories made with him

from his smile that never leaves his face

I am from his tears

that form every night

for they cloud his eyes

from the thought of me

I am from the scars that tell my stories

too afraid to speak of them

from the warnings I’ve been told

but never believed

from the past I continue to roam

and still every ending is differently told

I am from the realization that us is never to be happened

from the tears that spill my secrets

from the smile that no longer holds its meaning

I am from the hopelessness so clear in my eyes

for I have given up

for there is nothing to hope for