What happens when your memories
fade away?
Do they become so real,
that 'you' are not to be believed? 


One thing I can't forget
I struggle, but I can't.
I carry it through my mind,
through everyone's words.
I still remember the moment
when I found you
laying down in tears,
on our bed, on our special place. 

You were sleeping,
as I was praying
that I'm no reason for your tears