It’s not cause I still love you,
It’s not the promises we never got to fulfill,
It’s not because she ruined you.
and It’s not because it still hurts me.
and It’s not because I’m living the life we dreamed of.
It’s because I’ve healed and chose to live,
and you drowned and chose to die.
I gave you my hand and all I had,
but It was too late.
And even though your body lives,
the person you were to me,
that person you were meant to be,
has withered away to just another distant memory.
Did you keep our old photos
For memories sake?
To remember that
We were once friends?
Or did you
To forget that
You ever loved me?
I know I kept them.
And I hope you did too.