Distant lullaby of a distant memory

Ah, yes. Its nearly midnight. Why not think about the old times? 
I remember you running your hands through my long hair as the sound of your guitar lingered in the air.
I remember the redness of our noses as we shivered inside, where it was warm.
I remember you calling me during a blizzard, asking if you could stay. "My father kicked me out," you said. I cleared the couch and said, "okay." 
I remember you and I, and my brother playing in the snow that very night. I remeber us all drinking hot chocolage inside.
School was cancelled the next morning. So we stayed in bed and talked about life all night until the sun greeted us. You could still hear my brother yelling at the game upstairs. Hell, I still hear it now. 
I remember our outings on the abandoned railroads. Sweet talks about nothing that really mattered.
And then i remember walking to where it all began with you. Which, coincidentally, is where it all ended for us. 
God, i was so lost, I remember running home into my fathers arms as you told me you didnt want me anymore. 
I remember crying for weeks at a time, and it was a good thing it was the middle of summer, because god knows i wouldnt be attending school, being in your presence. 
I remeber the stress and thoughts that accumulated my mind. The things i wish i was, the things I wish i wasnt.  
"I wish i was enough, i wish i wasnt alone," played over and over as I spend a month in a dark basement. No food, and no light, for instead of me straying for the light, my light strayed from me. I missed you. I thought I needed you. But i got rid of all the fake things you loved me for. 
and now, as it's nearly two a.m., my sweet everything runs her hands throw my short hair as the only music playing in the night is her heartbeat in my ear. You're gone, and I've moved on.