I can’t get past the old
Past family tiffs
Old conversations still linger in my brain,
spreading nostalgic lips into a smile.
Old arguments shake my core,
leaving wallowed anger.
Memories are all they are
but their reminiscences
old emotions, bottled emotions, new and untouched emotions.
I remember the boy who first broke my heart
shattered even the broken pieces
the pain of the shards
piercing my chest
I remember the harsh red eyes of my father
insulting my being
sullying my soul
I remember the first girl I dubbed best-friend
sweet words to my face
daggers into my back
I remember second chances and ignorant happiness
lyrics to every melody
taking back I love you’s in fear of the reactions
I prefer remembrance over numbness
prefer memoirs of my past
Letting go of the past, can’t heal my heart or heal my mind
good or bad, they are mine.