I wish to forget you.
Yet my mind will not yield to my will.
Try as I might and I have tried.
My being will not allow it.
It is an absurdity.
That drives me to distraction.
Alas it is proving to be.
A losing battle despite my efforts.
I wish I had never.
Laid eyes upon you.
A lie I wish to be true.
Perhaps if I lie I can turn.
This longing for you into loathing.
For if I despise you.
Perhaps I can forget you.