Sometime else

Memories are stubborn
Tell someone else
That it wasn't meant to last
But don't tell it to me
I know better

I'm doing good
Then the shape of a shoulder
An accent, a whisper
A pair of piercing dark eyes, seen
Pulls the trigger
I'm gone

A rosy little reminder's minefield
Sweeps me away as I'm dust
Bury me joined to dirt of the past
When the earth was flesh
And our life breathed from soul
To mouth
Untimidly