It is just a paper cut

It was a paper cut that felt like a hole in my soul
As some artist turns pain into art, I should trans mutate my sorrow into art.
I want to create new memories to replace your hugs, your kisses, your laugh.
I want to leave the now without you and without your memories, because that is what you are right now, just past, just a closed end, a dead end street.
And the memories are too fresh to stop hurting, so the only way is to forgive, to forget and to build new memories now.
And my friends all say you are not worthy to waist my time on you..to keep you on mind, I now you didn't appreciate me and I know that I'm better with you, I'm just waiting for this weird feeling of lost to go away.