I can remember the snowy days of winter,
Watching The Hunger Games
And talking to my best friend via Twitter.
I can remember listening to acoustic songs,
And not eating very much-
Stuck in the mindset that not eating would make me forget,
But two months later,
I still thought of you.
You were the ghost haunting my every move,
Even after 6 months of not contacting you.
I can remember listening to Touch (by Troye Sivan),
While writing my book.
I thought of you alot.
But now, I realize that I have moved on,
It didn't just happen at once,
I slowly began to forget your sweet words,
Piece back together my walls you broke down,
And I have found someone-
Well she found me-
Who gives me feelings that can't compare to the flimsy promises you gave me.
So keep your memories in your ash tray,
Because I've spent enough time dwelling on it.
- (m.m)