You
At one point, I had to let you go with tears
But now, I talk about you with a smile
Are you doing well? I sometimes get casually curious

Now it’s just a past memory
That I take out from time to time
A short excerpt of a memory in my worn out drawer

You
At one point, you were my everything
Now it’s even hard to remember
I haven’t really tried hard to forget you but that’s how it is

Now it’s just a disappearing memory
A broken piece of time in my worn out drawer that will be forgotten some day
That will be broken down
I only remember that we laughed a lot and cried a lot

I want to think of you for the very last time but…