All I want is
Some place to store my memories
Somewhere outside my brain
Where it consumes memory space and emotions
By the zillions
All I've learnt is
That things are temporary
Not because of a fire
But because pictures taken off the wall
Too many times
Don't stick anymore

Usually I store my memories
In another person
That's why I talk fast
I want to get it all out
Before I leave again
And start over

Another city
Another school
Another set of classmates
Another life

I've given up on sticking my pictures up anymore
Not that I've tried really

But I want to have
My children
Stick their memories up the wall
And I could have a share
Of Mine.

We were so engulfed in the idea of gray.
The area where everything is safe,
Where no boundaries are crossed,
Where there is nothing definite,
That we forgot to draw the line,
That we forgot black and white,
Where there are decisions we have to make,
Where there are lines we should not cross,
Where there is pain and happiness.
We were so enthralled by the idea of gray
That we lived in a monochromatic world
That we forgot that life offers us a lot of colors
If only we were brave enough to leave the gray.

I can barely remember the first time we met
I can barely remember the sound of your voice
I can barely remember the feeling of you warmth against mine
I can barely remember the last time we genuinely laughed together

I can't remember the exact moment I fell in love
I can't remember when I started holding my breath with the sight of you
I can't remember when the butterflies started flying around in my stomach
I can't remember when I started seeing you in a different light

But I can remember how your voice sounded when you shunned me away
I can remember the feeling of my heart crashing, breaking
I can remember the taste of my tears, bitter in my mouth as I choke in the words "Please don't leave"
I can remember the sight of you walking away.
I can remember every painful night after that
I can remember every poem, every song, I had written
With the hope that it will let my love run dry.
I can remember the agony of mornings I had to endure
I can remember how the clouds won't seem to go away

I cannot remember how or when
But the day came where I was set free
From all the hurt and pain you've caused
From all the memories that made me nothing but lost
I am free from the love that seemed to have bound me
It felt like forever but finally, I'm unchained and am now free.

some people you can’t say no to
they beg to see the parts of you
the parts that you had hidden away
and you give in
show them you are not who they thought
and then they are gone
because
all the people you can’t say no to
know how say goodbye so much faster

there’s a philosopher
in my head
and
he won’t shut up
about true tales of things
I’d rather not know