Forgetting Me, Remembering You

Guilt over resolution, Guilt over change— Guilt over accepting, That no matter how hard I tried, I’d always be the one to blame. Maybe you were meant to. Maybe I was the one who was bruised— All I know, Is your choices hurt me, More than they hurt you. Now that I’m gone. Now that I’ve left— You’ve chosen to forget me, A choice I had hoped you’d regret. Now that I’VE changed. Now that I’VE moved on— I still feel a twinge of guilt, Over the things you did wrong.