june 4th, 2001 / eleven oh seven pm

i'm taking down all my pictures of you
and with them i hope my memories follow
hiding them where i can't see your face
smiling at me, like you know we're over

if i could change any of it
i'd give myself one last chance to say goodbye
one last chance to hold you

tearing up all the letters you wrote
listening to songs that only you know
trying not to cry, as he sings the words
*except when you signed them, i will love you forever*

where we lost each other,
i'm not quite sure
but i think it was when
you walked out that door.

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