I’m slowly suffocating in your memories, they take a hold and swallow me. Clean air is what I need but, I’m not able to get free, your face still lingers here, on every wall I can see. Every corner I turn your presence still remains, this tragic love story has become by bane. The ashes of this once burning blaze means to drive me insane. What can I do, what can I do to unlove you?

Never has a ghost haunted me as much as yours, never has forgetting someone became such a chore. What can I do when your still there to greet me at my door? How can you deny me when I only want more? Your memory has turned the tides on my once peaceful shore and I feel like I’m drowning within my core.

I cant seem to swim beyond your breakers. I never pictured you becoming one of my forsakers. I cant keep my head a float. Your love remains within your notes. Nice little reminders of the future that never will be. That small fact doesn’t hold back the memory of your touch from possessing me.

How do I,

How do I.

How do I,

How do I forget you?

Can someone offer me an answer to my question? My shattered heart remains my explanation. A broken heart can heal but, it does leave scars. Each tear I cry for you become another iron bar. I create my own prison with my thoughts of you. Oh, what am I, what am I suppose to do?

Can you really unlove the lover? Can you really find another? Can you really not turn back time? Why cant you knot the string of love so it doesn’t unwind?

How do I,

How do I,

How do I,

How do I move on without you?

Why did I,

Why did I,

Why did I,

Why did I become just another of your memories?

Questions, questions but, nobody has the answers.

Angel of my torment....