you know it’s over when you can’t start a conversation with her anymore. nothing seems to be everything you say. flames fade and the room is as dark as night. no spirit or love remains. all happiness that we once had is almost impossible to reenact because you stopped looking at me the way you did before. It’s not your fault that your interests have changed. I just wish I didn’t have to experience the moment you let go and the only actions I have left are to watch you walk away because my passionate love isn’t strong enough to keep you here with me. I blame only love that gave me hope. I blame time that passed us, and let you slip away. You don’t look back, you don’t remember why you even stayed for so long. Life for you will eventually grow into happiness with another girl and I will hopefully let go of the memories as easily as did you. So I’m to rid of these memories. Anything that may remind me of what you forgot. Believing that it’s not as difficult as I make it, honestly. Even as you may read this, you wonder what it even means. confused as to what memories you don’t remember, you have no clue you knew those times. But I’ll watch and pretend we had nothing at all. Because to you, that’s how it really is.