The Sorrowful Souvenir

You will forever be embossed in my heart,

How I feel tormented by your departure.

Your love and support is my remedy,

Stored in the deepest of memories.

 

When you’re young, your heart’s an open book.

A childhood where love is all you

Making nostalgia the crook

 

The type of innocent love

With its sorrowful music

 Leaves you on the verge of tears

 

And when it dissipates with time

 It leaves you with insecurities as souvenirs.

 

Memories make love feel like forever,

Your heart’s poured into creating them 

And cannot be shared with whomever.

 

 But now…

My name, never appearing once in your mind.

As you already leave me behind

 

Realizing it lost value in your eyes

I now know

 

It was all just emptiness in disguise.

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