Forgetting...
My mind tries to recollect,
the thoughts, the memories, the feelings.
Any trace of you.
It yearns for any relation to you.
It is slowly dying.
Crying...
Tears stream from my swollen eyes.
Who were you?
They try to tell me we had a past.
I can only see the dark present.
I don't know you.
Embracing...
You pull me into your arms,
and I try to remember.
I strive to feel who you are.
I have forgotten.
You are too late.
