Like most things
even you
turned into just another thing
that I can only write about
forever and ever
from now on to never
any memory you've touched
can only be
sadistic inspirations to me
that become nothing more than words
that the world doesn't need
just like every ****** thing
that existed before
and will continue to.
You are words
and I can't touch you.
You were never mine to keep
but I still lost you.