I'm starting to forget,
And I can't tell
If that's a good
Or a bad thing.
I'm starting to forget you.
I forget what your voice sounds like.
I forget how your eyes used to light up when you saw me.
I forget your scent.
I forget the way your lips felt against mine,
When you kissed me.
I'm starting to forget the way you talked to me.
I'm starting to forget the way your smile formed.
I'm starting to forget the way you loved me,
But did you ever really love me?
I forget.
~ R.L.
6/30/18
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The Pieces of You
PoetryIf you really want to know the pain and heartbreak you put me through, this is for you. I know you will never want to know what you did to me. It's easier for you to just forget about it and act like it never even happened. Unfortunately I cannot...
