Magical Eraser

I wish I have a magical eraser in my hand
So I could erase all the poems, all the words that made me so dammed.
I would erase all the smiles you drew on my face
I would erase all those kisses that came with every embrace.

If I have a magical eraser I would erase the city where we met
All those pictures together imprinted in my head.
I would erase every memory, every dream, every bet
I would erase all the little things that made me your Juliette.

But I love those smiles, kisses and memories we made
And the city and the little things, I don’t want them to fade…
But even if I do and erase it all like I want to…
Even with a magical eraser, I can’t erase you!