when you left,
my heart forgot how to beat,
my lungs unlearned how to breathe.
but for some reason,
my mind somehow became more
and more retentive
of the memories i needed to unknow.
BINABASA MO ANG
When You Left
Poetry"when you left, every part, every breath every heart beat of your body slowly became requisite parts of my poetry." a collection of free-verse poems.
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when you left,
my heart forgot how to beat,
my lungs unlearned how to breathe.
but for some reason,
my mind somehow became more
and more retentive
of the memories i needed to unknow.
