Memories

The memories we created were great.
But, now it is time to let them go.
What we had is now gone.
Broken into a million pieces.
We are lucky to have a friendship.
There is almost nothing left.
We have gone around in circles.
Nothing I seem to do is right.
Nothing you seem to do is right.
Maybe the time has come to back away.
I just have to remember to NOT look into your eyes.
Because then all those memories with flood back into me.
Causing me pain.
Those memories need to be pushed away.
So, many things left unsaid but in the end there is nothing to say.