All I can do is remember, try hard not to forget,
Even though it caused problems, I still don't regret.
Not your eyes, or smell, or the kiss on your lips,
My hands in your hair, your hands on my hips.
Soft and simple, till someone had to interrupt,
Bringing our moment to a stop- so abrupt.
Angry, upset, frightened to lose,
His bestfriend, so now I feel used.
What keeps us from the future- an inconvenient past,
Now you're taking a step back, you're getting out of here fast.
So back to the beggining, the good and the new,
Forgetting the problems, but remembering you.
-Simply Brooklyn
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