empty memories

empty hands
I walk away empty handed
the hands in which I used to hold what I thought was for eternity
smoke filled lungs
it's hard to breathe
anything
to erase these memories
memories of you and me
something soon to be
just another one who got away
another one who couldn't stay
as I watch the waves sway
I think of ways
to manage this pain
day by day
molding something out of nothing just enough for me to sustain
yet my mind goes astray
leading me back to the exact moments I'll never forget
moments I'll take with me to the grave
so I remain
silent
confined
in this unstable mind of mine
trying to claw my way back out into the light