I imagine I am the worst,
I am always spacing out,
I hear that song and think of you.
I want to get you out of my head.
But you have hurt me so bad.
I grow tired of being here,
Living with the memories of you.
The same old friends look down on me,
Because you lied to them,
You lied to me.
I’ve got to get out of here!
And yet, I still have the letters,
I saved them.
I imagine when I am older,
And have left the memories of you,
In the heart-shaped box
I hid in the attic;
With the wilting promises of yesterday long gone,
I will share our story.
Warning my daughter, or granddaughter
Never to fall for your kind,
Liars, deceivers, all and the betrayal that follows.
Of how I opened my heart for the first time in my life,
And how you ruined my memories,
Filling me with the fear
Of ever letting anyone else in for years.
Until I was miraculously saved,
By the one I can finally call my own.
I imagine I am the worst
When trying to forget
Your lie of loving me.
