Now is the time
For dead memories
To find life
Because my mind screams curses at me
For letting them surface again
So for now I will indulge in all my masochism
I will let myself cry again
And remember that I hadn't for so long
I will bathe in it…all the self-sorrow
And the self-pity
And the self-loathing
I will let it complete me
I will dream little dreams that I could survive in the world
With these memories calling again
I will pretend that I can bear them
Pretend that I am strong enough
Pretend anything to remember you
For just one more moment
I remember your silhouette against the window's light
And how you cried and f