Reference Point

It doesn’t stop.

When you think of pain, you think of him.

Even if the pain has long since gone,

You still dwell on that time when he split you in two.

It’s a reference point.

For the lowest point in your life.

It doesn’t stop.

When you think of happiness, you think of him.

Even though he has since broken you,

You still recall the way his smile made your day.

It’s a reference point.

For the greatest time of your life.

It doesn’t stop.

When you think of love, you think of him.

Even when you’ve said goodbye to your heart,

You still linger on that feeling of pure security.

It’s a reference point.

For the most evocative chapter in your life.

But remember.

Your life has only just begun.

That love will not be the last.

It may have been the first but others will come.

One day, he will no longer be your reference point.

It’s not a crime to loiter on the past.

Referring to him doesn’t mean you still feel that way.

It just means he is all you’ve known so far.

Don’t allow him that power.

For he left.

He is nothing but a reference point.

A cold, dead memory.

It may feel like reality, but it is nothing but memory.

Never forget.

It may not stop,

But neither do you.

Some day, you’ll have a new reference point.

Your Memory

I sit here & I think about you.

But it’s not you, it’s your memory.

I’ve melted it & molded it into what I wish it would be.

But it’s not you, it’s your memory.

Everyday I walk through it all, the way we used to kiss

The way I loved you like you were the only one.

But it was never you, it was only my dream.

Here’s what I have to say to you now.

I hope you’re happy with the emptiness you left me with.

Your mind games go on today.

But it’s not you, it’s your memory.

I hate you but I love your memory.

How could you just walk away?

No looking back, no hesitation, not a second thought?

I REACHED OUT TO YOU!!!

I TRIED TO BE YOUR FRIEND!!!

YOU JUST LOCKED ME OUT!!!

WHY?!?!?

You wouldn’t have done that to me.

But it’s not you, it’s your memory.

I want you to come back, so I can slam the door in your face.

But it wouldn’t be you, it’d be your memory.

I can’t even remember your face, I can’t even hear your voice.

It was never you, it was always a memory.

I will always hate you, I will always love you.

But it won’t be you, it’ll just be your memory.

I should’ve moved on, from that ridiculous time.

But it’s not you, it’s your memory.

Don’t flatter yourself into thinking I’m not over YOU.

It’s not you, it’s your memory.

I just want a chance to say goodbye.

But not to you, to your memory.

If I could I would erase you from the world.

But not you, just your memory.

I’m not even sure who you were anymore

Because it’s not you, just your memory.

I’ve romanticized every moment we ever had.

But it’s not you, it’s your memory.

When we fought every week & I kept holding on.

It wasn’t to you, it was to your memory.

I loved the thought of you, the thought of being loved.

But it wasn’t you, it was your memory.

I just have to keep reminding myself of the truth.

It’s not you, it’s your memory.