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Mistake


I went to the place, the scene of our first kiss. I remembered every instant, that I greatly miss. I remembered the time when I took your key. I didn't want to run, I just needed you arms around me. Standing on the bridge, making my choice, A choice, that I often fought. It was alway existent, an agreement I never sought. Tomorrow, when I awake. I'm going to be happy. I'm not going to think about what you have done to me. I'm going to erase you, erase you from my mind. A memory, I can't ever again find. Like every mistake ever written down, You have to erase it so it can never be found.
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