There’s that smiley that’s reserved for you. Just for you.
I have nicknames I don’t call anyone. They’re just for you.
There’s the thoughts that I have about you. Just about you.
All these memories I have of you. Just of you.
And it kills me.
That we won’t be like we used to be.
These thoughts fill me
With sorrow I cannot express in words.
But it’s healing.
My heart that thought I could not go on without you.
I’m going on.
I’m going strong.
It’s not so wrong.
To leave the memories where they belong.