Mutual

I still have all the pictures...
all the memories.
I wish I could erase them but I've not the
courage to do so.
I hate how things turned out,
how now I'm just another face in the crowd.
Things don't have to be like this.
We can still save us.
We can still BE us.

Now though, I'm like a crutch,
useful only to relieve pressure and pain.
I'm never going to be the same.
You can call me
Dramatic, Selfish, Heartless...
but it's you who has made me this way.
These few words have told our story,
but this is not the end.
For me, the love we had is still burning.
I just wish the feeling was mutual...