these few days i tried to forget you—
not willing to hold something
that’s never going to be true.

these few days i went to the beach—
the sun reminded me of when we were kids,
chatting after class—
that memory was the one i missed.

so i came back and walked at night;
the cold breeze reminded me
of the time you were standing by my side,
not caring if i was in my lows or highs.

those few days were a failed attempt,
so i tried something different—

the next few days i spent in the city,
searching for noise to drown the pity.
but the fake faces reminded me of something:
your honest smile, softly blushing.

i kept trying, and i kept failing,
only to realize my heart’s not willing
to let you vanish into memories,
to close our journey as just a story.

because it's saying what you truly mean—
you’re not just a memory,
you’re a part of me.