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Your memory my disease

Your memory is like a disease. It sneaks up on me in the most unexpected ways, at the most unexpected times. It paralyzes me,  
dragging me back to the past. Forcing me to relive those fateful  
moments. I ripped you from me taking a piece of me as you went, or so I though for you lie restlessly in the back of my mind just waiting for your next chance to rise up. Will I ever be in peace?  
I can't just forget when given so much to remember. I seem to be trapped inside my very mind with you every time I close my eyes.  
A curse or a blessing I will never know. I was taught so much in such a short time, with an even amount of pain given in between each lesson. I wish I had never meet you, yet I am who I am because of you. I can't escape it. In reality I move on without you, I'm happy. Yet in my mind I am broken and your the one taking and picking up the pieces. You'll be the end of me in more ways then one. Your memory, my disease.
brokenyetstrong
Written by brokenyetstrong
Published | Edited 24th Nov 2014
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