𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚌𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚜

Memory

It's a memory of her, some were the clouds in my dark nights,
Some were the shiny sun sparkling lights.
She was the reason for my sadness yet she managed to be the source of my happiness.
She was the medicine I hate to consume, also the medicine who knew my cure.
She was my everything but some other guy became honored to give her a ring.