Broken Memory.Hey. It's me again.Did you love him? Did he love you? I hope he made you happy.You both got on pretty well, y'know. It's been so long.Days past, but years count. Feels like forever.The heart aches. The mind keepsakes. It's hard to let go.I've two memories of that time. of those days.One is blurred.The other is scarred.The third forgotten with the rest.It hurts to think of them. But will it be worth it to recover them?That was my past. Two memories.I have to move on. My future needs to be paved.But upon these broken memories, I can make a third.And that third memory, is forgetting about you altogether.I've a new life. A new dawn. Another promise.But, if I can ask you one thing, it's this;Say "Hi" to myself. Put the heartache at rest.If I say "Hi", it'll be the last. The fletting voice of days gone by.Did you love me? I know I loved you. I hope that one day, of any day, that I made you happy.