I remember the times

that we spent

under the willow tree that shaded

the white park bench we sat on.

 

I remember the smile

you gave me on top of your car that we laid on

as we gazed at the stars

in the night sky.

 

I remember the boquet of roses

that was a birthday present

out of the love you had for me

a few years back.

 

I remember the times

that we pledged eternal love

through our hearts and our souls

when we were naive about love

and unaware about

the hardships and difficulties.

 

I remember all of this.

 

Yet...

 

I remember the times

we argued

and fought

about nothing in general.

 

I remember the way your harsh words

pierced my heart

over and over

until a river of blood and tears entwined.

 

I remember coming home to see

a drunk you, empty bottles littering the ground,

spitting out curses that would eventually lead

to a beating.

 

I remember the loneliness

as we drifted away from each other

gradually becoming distant

until there was nothing left to fix.

 

But despite all of this,

I still wondered aloud

as I laid on my bed.

 

"Why?"