I’d rather live those days that in the past made me smile at the thought of you. I’d rather reminisce of the moments where you held me so close I felt your protection and your promises held meanings.
Now I’d rather hold to those memories than my present state. Where I fight all the negativity the Devil throws at me and you’re no longer by my side to protect me. To keep going I hold on to the memories because at moments of weakness I’d rather lose it all than to lose those memories.