Still Stuck With You.


I Threw out old boxes,
Regrets and photographs,
Empty pockets and lockets,
That reminds me of you.
I deleted folders and archives.
I destroyed albums and souvenirs.
I burnt bridges and built walls.
All these and more I did.
To erase your memories.
To wipe out our history.
Yet, you're still stuck in my mind.

© Toobrightanthony 

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