I shouldn’t have brought you to all my favourite places.

Because now I can’t go anywhere without being reminded of you.

I shouldn’t have made that playlist of all the songs we’d sing aloud to in the car.

Because now I drive with the radio turned off, now that all the sad songs are about you.

I shouldn’t have introduced you to my family, showed you off to my friends. 

Because now I am running out of reasons why I came back without you.

I shouldn’t have shown you how to move, where to go, draw you a map to my secret places.

Because no matter how many showers I take or how hard I rub my skin raw, I can’t seem to get rid of the traces of where you’ve been.


I shouldn’t have given so much of me to you. 

Because now that you are gone, I do not know who I am anymore. 

I suppose in hindsight, I shouldn’t have loved you at all. 

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