Even after we were over, I still couldn't forget. My bed was now the coffin in which lied our relationship and I couldn't sleep in it anymore, because I was grieving and it hurt too much. Even after you left, I couldn't forget, I heard your voice while doing my groceries, your shadow was looming over all of my decisions. We were over but we were not, I wanted to forget but I could not. You had engraved yourself in all of my belongings, in everything. Even after you left, I couldn't forget.
