Poem: It's me and your memories, Strolling through the empty streets. It's a pitch dark windy night. The breeze seems to bleed my scars again.
With a slow walking pace, I feel your memories shattering me I gaze at the moon and feel my eyes wet. It reminds me of you.
Gathering courage, I tell my heart "We'll find someone else" My shattered heart gives a sigh and says, "By leaving the one we really longed for?" I start walking towards my home. With my heart bleeding from inside. And I lie on the bed with a weary smirk Getting ready for another sleepless night.