Are your memories the same as mine?
Do you remember me for who I once was?
I never thought it would take losing you to find myself again.
To remember I used to feel something other than this, something less; yet how can feeling nothing be so much more than at least feeling something, anything at all?
I said I wouldn’t shed a tear for you, and I have not, but for us I thought they would never stop – they were empty as they fell, as within time I found myself too to be.
As the sky is now, as it was when you sighed,
“They should shine for us tonight.”
And I replied, in bliss without,
“Forget the stars.”
And as I search for them, as you once did, I believe they forgot us too.
This is one of those things that you write as a teenager when you first experience heartache. At least, for me that’s what this is. I mean it’s pretty dramatic. I understand why I was feeling that way though, so reading it is almost like finding an old diary entry. Now, with my eternal wisdom after many years (I’m actually still quite young and probably even more annoying), I’d probably respond to a break up a little less romantically. Maybe that’s because now we have Netflix? Anyway, I actually lost this for some time so I was happy to find it again. Even though it’s pretty embarrassing, as you know I’m trying to get over that stopping me from posting, so here: posted. Oh, as for what I would change? I don’t particularly like the line beginning with “To remember I used to feel…” it’s a little too riddle me this for the rest of the writing. I prefer it just being simple and to the point. I have no idea what I’d change it to though, this is a part of old me and she can keep it as it was originally written!