Memory

Although it’s such a singular word, there are so many variations of 'alone'.
There is the alone of an empty beach at twilight.
There is the alone of an empty hotel room.
There is the alone of being caught in a throng of people.
There is the alone of missing a particular person.

And there is the alone of being with a particular person
and realizing you are still alone.

This may never start and we could fall apart. And i'd be your memory. Have you lost your sense of fear? Are my feelings insincere? Oh, can i be your memory..

Let's just get back, back, back to where we lasted, just like i imagined. I could never feel this way, so let's just get back to the disaster. My heart is beating faster, holding on to feel the same.

This may never start, I'll tear us apart, Can i be your enemy? Losing half a year, waiting for you here. No, i won't be your anything.

Can i be your memory,
can i be your memory?