Memories of a past relationship.

My words don't make you stop anymore
My glace doesn't put a smile on your lips

You look through me now when you scan the room
It hurts worst than when you looked at me with pain

You've erase my fingers from your body
My lips from your neck

They say it's better to lose love
Then to never have love at all

But I know from the way you look at me
You wish that I was truly erased from your memory

And that's what hurts most of all.