"Get over it"
You can't
It's in your mind
You loved them
How to quit?
There is no way to
You just roll
And hope to forget them
Tiny piece
By smaller piece
They disperse
Their memories hidden around
In that coffee shop
In the weather
In that one perfume
You feel their presence
And you begin to remember
What you have forgotten
And piece by piece
It comes back
And you laugh
Because you now
Love someone
Else
YOU ARE READING
The Sun in His Eyes
PoetryStatus: finished . A boy expressing that men can, as well, express the extremity of emotion women can reach. Through traumatic loss. . a book of poetry, to cleanse the soul:)
