Souvenirs (For You)

There are no more memories left to make;
we'll make no attempts for old times sake.
No more sharing pleasure, pain or laughter,
no more asking: "Want to come up after?"

And if someone else, who didn't know, asks
to know what it was that happened to us,
then say: "I just couldn't figure him out
and so we decided to live without."

"Hence when we see each other in the hall
we know a painful, forced smile would be all."
We won't be known as victims of distance,
just mutual denial of existence.

And though you must think I am quite the fool,
I hope you didn't try to be cruel.
Maybe I wish you would want things to change
back to the time when things were not so strange.

I hope that you hope I won't disappear
because in a way I'm still waiting here:
I am the pink cap left in the corner
and the orchid earrings on your counter.

Some lines of the above came to me quickly in class. Some took forever. I think I'm done with this now.