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The Memory of You

2 min readJul 3, 2025
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There are many things I wish I could not remember
The way it felt when you spun me on the sidewalk
-The sound of your laugh when you were happy
— How I thought we’d spend the rest of our lives together

For me, it was never a question of if
It was a question of when

I was blind as I waited
As I heard you dangle false promises
“We’ll get out of here”
and
“I’m working on it”

It wasn’t me you were ever working on it for
It was the empty promises that fell from your lips like cotton candy

You didn’t love me in the ways you said you did
I question now if you even like yourself

There were so many demons in your brain
I tried for years to fight them off
The only thing I wanted was to remove some of your darkness
To help you find that light and joy you’d once had

As you did with the things you loved before me
You gave up
You took the easy way out
You decided that we weren’t worth the fight

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Amanda Bussman
Amanda Bussman

Written by Amanda Bussman

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