Maybe I’m not normal,
I might just be cruel,
But whenever I remember you,
I can’t help but think I’m such a fool.

Recalling all the moments,
I spent lost in our blurry haze,
Memories once sweet and warm to the touch,
Now struck with burning rage.

As regret fills up my soul,
The sparkling parts of me now turning dull,
I grow out of my love for you,
Replacing it with trust in something more worthy and brand new.

© Grinchy