Memories come and go ,
But they leave something heavy
In our hearts ,
that's not easily forgotten.
They warm you from inside,
but also tear you apart.
Sometimes past beats inside you
like the second heart.
When you have seen something ,
It can't be unseen.
When you have heard something,
It can't be unheard.
When you have felt something ,
It can't be unfelt.
And when you have loved someone,
You can't really unlove.
Isn't it funny , the memories you cherish before a breakup
can become your worst enemies afterwards?
The thoughts you loved to think about,
the memories you wanted to hold up to the light and view from every angle,
it suddenly seems a lot safer to lock them in a box, far from the light of day and throw away the key.
The happiest moments turn into worst memories.