If you should suddenly find me gone
You’ll know what drove me away
My hands buried deep in my face
All you had was now, and now’s gone.
You will never touch me like that again.
I’ve had enough of clinging to a lost cause.
One that hides from me repeatedly and wonders why I don’t have any trust.
I remember the time we were together.

How does it feel to be perfect strangers?
The only thing I can remember is hurt and pain.
Sarcasm and negativity.
Was it me or was it you, who fucked us?

How does it feel to forget all we ever wanted?
The only two things you remember are me and you.
But what was my name? And what color are my eyes?
And what was that shirt I wore on our first date?

Things aren’t important anymore.
It’s over.
You’ve lost.
I’m gone.

How does it feel to be perfect strangers?
Living on two sides of the world.
And how does it feel to go from love to nothing,
without the slightest hint of recognition?
We lost it. And now I walk between memory and history.
Of me and you.

How does it feel?