Those Memories

Why would you keep memories? If the only thing it does was hurting you? Yeah, right. Because I’m a pathetic masochistic bitch.
Why would you trust someone? If the only thing they do was letting you down? Because you know yourself is never enough.
What am I doing with my life? I messed up.
I just realize deleting you from my life wasn’t that easy. Even after I deleted all of our chats. You still mess up with my mind. You just can’t get enough with it, can you?
I never know, if you would be mean so much—this much.
Why’d I delete all of our chats? Because it only gives me so much pain. Holding me back every time I’m ready to move on and let you go.
Life turns out to be something unexpected. It turns out that even some things that was supposed to make you happy turned to be the things that make you suffer.
Life is funny, right? It’s funny how someone who used to make you feel safe, once, can be the one who makes you scared. It’s funny how someone who used to put those smile on your face turned to be the one who put those tears in your eyes.