I promised myself to let go
but I feel the burden of my past
and little things haunt me
everytime I stumble across to them
like a particular scent of a cheap branded perfume
an old school Ed Sheeran song played from my playlist
reminded me the year when i was 15
reminded me of you
and the things we've been through
and I promised myself
please don't cry this is so stupid
but what's not to cry
when you loose something
more precious than a memory?
a friend.