If I were to write a book about you it will be blank,
Representation of what I now think of you.
My mind is empty when It comes to you,
I don't remember a thing.
I don't remember how it felt to think about you because I no longer do.
I don't remember How it felt to be near you because I haven't seen you in so long,
that I forgot your face.
I forgot the way you used to walk,
I forgot the way you used to talk.
I forgot the way your eyes would feel on me.
I used to think about it all the time,
even in my sleep your face used to be playing in my dreams.
I used to wake up and eat while thinking of you.
Now I have nothing to think about.
Slowly I am forgetting every lies you were feeding me.
I am letting go of you so fast that I can't remember why I thought about you in the first place.
I ask myself what I saw in you and all I got is a silence.
I can't remember why I chose you,
I can't think of a reason why you were my number one.
Today I am happy to say that you're no longer in the top of my list and that your name is not in it anymore.
I am happy to be free from you and all your lies.



