I forgive you, but let's not pretend I forget the pain you caused me; it's been a part of my every day, trust me. Yes, we move on like it never happened yet; these memories burn me like a candle.

It's like crossing the road after watching the stop sign, so I walked to my detriment. I wonder how you moved on! Yes, it's easy to move on when there's always someone to fill the void so we do not face the pain but my heart has never remained the same.

Now I see every mistake, yet I can not make corrections; now I understand the signs, but I cannot retrace my steps; it hurts knowing everything yet, not being able to change anything. Tales of love are the fragments my heart holds and memories are all it owns.
© Ddawnofpoetry7