Memories
I don't delete anything.
Songs, messages, voicemails, or photos.
I keep them with me,
because sometimes I feel that's the
only way I will remember you.
Memories fade and people change.
But, I keep these material things
so I won't forget.
And I think that hurts the most,
because they used to me a part of me,
and now they're not.
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