Memories plague me
But I won’t block them out
I love them, probably
As much as I did you

The way your hair smelled
So familiar, so tantalizing
Funny how it changed
Because I can’t stand it now

I wash everything
The smell reminds me of you
Tears fall into pillows and sheets
I no longer live

My heart stopped beating
That last night with you
It hasn’t started since
And I don’t want it to

I can’t be mad at you
I love you too much for that
Instead I’ll happily disillusion myself
Saying that this was my fault

I’ll write you a last letter
You’ll find it tacked to the wall
It’ll tell you of the pain, the suffering
And the last days of torment

I only hope you’ll find it
Before you hear of me
Because it will mean more
If you don’t know of my demise

Goodbye, my one, my only
The bell tolls a last time for me
I can’t stay, my time has come
At least my last love was true

 
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