I was forgetting you
I really was
Until you showed up again
With the same familiarity that I fell for
I was the one who hurt you
Yet you still stand there waiting for me
I gave up
But you didn't
You listened while I cried my heart out
Yet why do I still insist on forgetting you
The past that was the best part of my life
The past I once promised my forever to
The past I somehow still carry a part of it with me
The past that I intentionally let go of
But you still didn't
Even when I ripped out your chest
Took your heart that only wanted good for me
And teared it up into pieces
The one I hurt over a million times
But still under influence you call my name
Why are you so forgiving?
Why does your heart still call out to the person who killed it?
Why do you still look for me while I look for someone else?
Why are your eyes still filled with so much love even though I can see traces of hurt in it?
Why, just why?
I wish I could call you the ghost of my past
But,
You were the sweetest
You are the angel of my past that I will never be able to forget
While I will be the biggest regret of your life....