That polaroid photo of ours has never left that wallet of mine. 

3 words of ' I love you' crafted on cheap copper that we bought for our anniversary still remains in that pocket of mine. 

Sorrow, colouring my heart, as that thought of me forcing a goodbye pressed onto me. Like it has always haunt me every night. 

That lump of guilt, still stuck in my throat. It will be something that will take a long time for me to swallow. 

That toy bear that you bought has been secure in my arms every night. 

Pictures that were taken, fills a whole file in my computer. Still, there wasn't enough courage for me to hit that delete bottom that seems so far away. 

That scar that seemed like a huge burden for you, makes me question myself. 

You were convincing me to stay, asking for another chance. All I did was to shake my head. For that, I will not forgive myself. 

Haunting myself with whys and regrets. Deep down I'll just hope you'll forget someone like me.