Hear it From

Forgetful as I am
I wanted to remember
Something nice
I remember certain things
About certain evenings
Which I wanted to last forever
Nothing lasts forever
This can be a blessing
And a curse
It could always be worse
I tell myself this
When I think it can't
Get any worse
When I think that I
Am the curse
For having gone
From better to worse
Sometimes the reminders of my curse
Come from those you don't want
To hear it from...
From those who
Remind you
Of those times
You wanted to last
That is why they are the last
You want to hear it from