When You Said It Was Over
And when you said that it was over,
I knew,
I will become an excerpt of your story,
a memoir of your past love,
a remnant of your soul,
and a glimpse of your old days.
And when you said your last apology,
I knew,
I will be just a part of you:
an excerpt to be reminisced,
a memoir to be looked back,
a remnant to laugh about,
a glimpse to replay,
but not that worthy enough
to come back for.
—I'm just that somebody to be remembered, but not that someone to be loved again.