Smog Of Yesterday.

Our memories blend,
Some good,
Others bad,
But always love.

I never understood,
What it meant,
To fall,
And stay,
So in love.
Until I met you.

And now we're broken,
There's no more us,
Just the broken pieces,
Of whatever is left.

And yet,
Talking with you,
Is so easy,
Like smiling,
So natural,
Like breathing.

We're done.
We're over.
There's no more us.
But I still,
Will always love you.
I'm holding on,
To whatever is left,
The Smog of Yesterday.