there you went right out of my world leaving me to wallow in your memory when will you stop haunting me? i decided to give up thoughts of you for lent funny that i'd deprive myself of my very own therapy thing is, i just wanted to leave it all be. unfortunately your memory won't leave me be knocking on a door that i tried to lock deep in the recesses of my most painful memories i placed your joy in there too maybe that's the part that's knocking maybe it deserves a different compartment except i don't know how to do that i wonder if it's even possible your painful recollections are irrevocably tied to the joyful times the one leads me directly into the other like dominos yes dominos of memory doors are shaky in my head the moments come where all are knocking - when i look at our old bed i can't help but think of you i'll burn the mattress is what i'll do yes that'll do. physical objects of used to be ours instigate the touching of one domino then everything else follows.