I made one, too.
Why did you have to leave me?
I only have memories to hold onto
They're so tangible, I cover myself with them, like a blanket...
But, with time, the blanket fades
Leaving me shivering in the cold
Objects are memories.
The small gifts you gave me,
a mechanical pencil, a drawing of a dragon
I treasure every conversation
Our interactions locked in my mind, replay like a music box
My thoughts are caged, I can't let people see the roaring lion within
Maybe this is why I cry into my pillow every night
I cared for you more than anyone else, at the time
I stayed when nobody else would
You toyed with my feelings
Tried to change me into the friend you wanted
And like dried clay, when you tried to change my form, I cracked
You cast me away like an unwanted toy
When you realized I was too fragile, that I always needed someone to hold onto
Left my heart shattered in a thousand pieces
With only objects for memories