October 15, 2012
I am haunted by memories
The mall, the streets
This town
Is a graveyard
Where I visit the sites of dead friendships,
Passed loves
All haunting
Because even good memories
Frozen into ghosts of time
Become bad

So sad.

I must leave this behind
All beautiful flowers die

I don't want to be reminded
Of everything I've lost
Faded laughter
Whispered chatter
Awkward glances
Kind last chances
Secret touching
Talking about nothing

Every single inch of this place holds a memory
Holds a story
Has a past
I can visit
Yet never return
I can never go back

I don't want to be here anymore.

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