The Lost One

You are the sun in my brain.
The constant reminder of you is shining in the top right corner of my memory.
You shine all day and are a full moon at night.

They say I'll forget what I did, with time. They say I can't let this control me forever, but it's been eight months and I still see your rays of light as clear as the day I first found you.

I used to write because I found beauty in similes and metaphors.
The beauty has faded away though.
I write, now, simply to pay you tribute.

Each word I write is an apology.
An apology that will never be accepted.
Because the only person who can forgive, is me.
And I will never let this go.