You are never going to be a bad memory.

And that is what causes me too fall,

No matter what, I cannot turn my heart around and hate you,

I can't bring myself to look at you without attempting a smile. I see you and my heart still jumps, same as it has done for a year now.

I can't change anything,

I can't step backwards and fix all this.

Maybe it wasn't meant to turn out right anyway.

Where once we stood so free and blessed we now lie trapped and crestfallen.

 It's cold with snow seeping into the ground melting over us, there is no blanket or warmth to hold us.

Stinging our arms and hearts we let it. Neither one of us fights back, you were the only warmth to take these frozen eyes and open them.

But now I don't care, it won't change a thing if I can open them or if I keep them shut I just want this ice to take hold of everything and let me disappear behind hazy glass.

I don't want to be saved. Heroes always leave me behind, they never stay for longer than a few months, so if I find hope in another, I will be shattered again and again. Each time something dies away and is irreplaceable.

I won't be left behind again.

I will find a home away from all the piercing screams and explosions

Peace between it all, and you can do as you please, but don't break me from this sculpture im creating around me.