Memory

The memories of being back
In my home town
Some happy and some sad
All of which
Is who I am today.

I sit at the park
With the wind blowing
Remembering a day
That was precious to me
But is now just a memory.

A memory
That I sometimes want back
But why bring those feelings
To surface
Just to hurt again.

I want love
But do I want it here
Can I do it here
Knowing how it ended
And could end again.

For a few years
I have tried to move on
But the memories of us
Kept me
All alone thinking of you.

Why am I doing this to myself
Wanting you
When knowing
That it's better to keep things
As is.

If you really wanted me
We would be together
You have had months
To get yourself where
We could be us again
But you haven't.

So as much as it hurts
I need to let go
Of the dreams I once had
Of getting you back
Because you are just a memory.