The first time I saw you this year I turned around quickly and ran away..
then I remember the days after that I didn't stop thinking about you, so I was not over you, I knew
I didn't live okay looking like I was completely fine without you around
I couldn't stop thinking how much it hurt when I walked away that day
Vivid vivid damn memory, I was so sorry, but why did you have to come back, touched me in the heart
and walk away like that...you should've not said anything nice, anything that would make me linger onto you, so I hated you, because I saw through you.
I thought I was tough, thought I would make it clean, but you didn't let me, because you came back.
I hated you even more, I blocked you, deleted you, erased you, but I still thought about you everyday.
Those vivid vivid damn happy memories hurt me so bad, because I always drew myself back into reality.
Even until today I try not to think of any one of them, except until seeing you, yesterday.
I don't know if you saw me, but we sped pass you. A weird feeling struck me that I no longer cared, who you were with, what you were doing, or the toughest question of all, how have you been. I knew this day would come where after all I've tried so hard, to forget you, to let go of my anger, to look at you and not feel a thing. I've went through so much without you already that now I know all those once precious memories are like old stars lost in the universe that I'd no longer treasure, love, cry on. You're just a person I've known, a figure in my old stories, a person whom I'll gradually forget.
How have you been, how have you been, no longer matters to me. I wish you good luck, good life, good fortune, but now we're off, cut and clean and no turn backs.
Dearest of all lonely memories, good-bye.
