At a certain point in my life, I lost track of you. You needed me. You needed to perfect me.
I’m everything you lost. You won’t forgive me.
My memory keeps getting in the way of your history.
There is nothing to forgive.You can’t forgive me.
There is everything to forgive. You won’t forgive me.
I hid my pain even from myself; I revealed my pain only to myself.
If only somehow you could have been mine,
what would not have been possible in the world?