Inkzor

To my memory

I can't get myself to cry, cause I'm not that sad. I just walk around with this constant feeling in my in my chest. It's keeping me down, keeping me from letting go, keeping me from laughing. Reminding med that I miss you so.
And if I do occasionally forget, you are sure to be standing at the door, when I come home, to bring me down again and to keep me company. Lie comfortably in my chest, where you are at rest. It feels as though your smiling of joy. All of this, because of One Boy.

The memory of you that I have in my head, I wish you dead.

/inkzor