Thoughts aimlessly swarm inside my head. 

Memories

Your hand in mine, then the hopeless and heartbroken screams muffled by my pillow 

Your piggyback rides soon flip to the memory of me cursing the universe.

Your hugs were so warm and vibrant. 

Now I am so numb.

Why was I so selfish?!  All I wanted was you and I never came to the realization that maybe I wasn't all that you wanted.

it was too late

Too late to start over as anything more than friends.

Too late to be anything more than what I am to you now.

A memory.

And we all know what happens to memories. Like them, I will fade.

I scold myself for wanting you.

I was just too selfish.