I'm am pushing your memory out of mind, like an old cartoon character pushing a piano out of the screen, I keep shoving you from behind, But your still the last thing I have Seen. You have crushed my heart like a falling object from somewhere high, and Just like a cartoon character who is seemingly immortal, I do not die, Just thrown into another portal. You have twisted me and mentally choked me out, Made me love you and made me fall, Although I do stand stout, I stand with my back against the wall, I hope not to be pushed out of your memory, but to dwell on the inside of your mind, Ill pick and poke at the scenery, and the thoughts that were so hard to find.