Day 2

It’s the good memories that kill

Gone are the screaming fights

Gone is all the shit I talked about you

Gone are the moments of disappointment

Only the sweet abysses that formed (a portion) of the beautiful story that was

Alas brain, could we start to work together please?

I’d like to pair the good with the bad memories

Like a nice balanced meal

Or the stuff of life

You and I were not all bad - certainly not all good

But we were

And that is what I need to wrap my head around

We were