Have we once met?
I just can’t remember
I’ve burned our shattered memories
And lent them to the quiet heat of embers
But a profound yet tender scar still remains
And I struggle so hard to remember your name
Is this really the place where you once claimed your love?
I’m trying so hard to conjure it up
All the frenzied debris of secrets we shared
Implode in my mind; did you really once care?
Oh no, please stop, the wound’s open again
I’m recalling those honest messages we’d sent
But honest, this word, does it still hold its truth
When I no longer am worth anything to you?
How lovely it must be to so simply forget
When the lies escaped from your own throat and the malice flew from your own head
Were you always this wicked? Were you always this cruel?
I once so ardently believed I meant something to you
But today is today, and the past is the past
I can accept you have chosen your individual path
So I stitch myself up, as I’ve done time and again
And return to forgetting that you were once ever my friend.