Until when will you question my love
not enough strands of apologies are spoken
just keep on suspecting
until I pass
you know
who is he in my life
he wasn't just a sweetheart at that time
he is a teacher's friend and even my guardian
you know
without him in the past
then there would never be the me I am now
after his last departure
I kind of lost myself
I never compare him and you
let him be a memory
don't bring up her now
I believe that you are too
You really have it in your heart, don't you?
you've ever lost
but why you still don't understand
that they are just memories
I repeatedly emphasized that I am not him
and I don't want to replace him
vice versa is what I expected
enough for us to make memories together
be an encouragement when one of us meets God
believe me you mean so much in my life
and jealousy is the wrong time
Oh, I resonate so well with this one, we shouldn't be compared to our exes, well that's how I understood the poem.
We can start a new page and create fresh memories.
All bad experiences should be left in the past.. no matter how traumatizing. Easier said than done, really. Let's bottle 'em up into memory bubbles 'till we forget about 'em