Two month mark

Remember me how you want to
I'm still angry
I'm not alright with you
Trade me for new memories
Slow burn, it's just a slow burn
I've been looking for a few ways to say a few things
I've been thinking of some new ways to do some new things
I need some new things
You were my best thing
Now you're breath that I'm wasting

Jill said she'll regret it forever
Can't seem to throw away her letters
Hiding in the back of my dresser
One day we'll burn them together