Forget

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It is so easy to forget. Easy to forget what day it is, forget where you put your favorite pair of shoes, or forget the reason you walk into a room.

Its okay to forget. Everyone does it. The failure to remember.

Its easy to forget someone as well. Easy to forget what they look like, and sound like. People passing by faces blurring together.

Its easy to be forgotten. Like you don't matter. Like all you were was another stepping stone to be left behind on the journey to the other side of the forever moving river. The memories that you made together fade to dust and drift away in the breeze.

I don't want to be forgotten. I don't want to be just another stepping stone. I want to make memories with you. I want to be there for you when you need me the most. I don't want you to forget me like how you forget what day of the week it is or where you put your favorite pair of shoes.

I don't care if you moved on because if you're happy I'm happy. I don't care if you need space to trying get over what we had. Take all the time you need.

Just please don't forget about me. I don't think my heart could handle it.

I know I am asking a lot but I can't lose you. I need you in my life. I don't care what the relationship is. I just need you to be there. I need you to be there when I need to rant about how stupid people are or how stressed I am with school work. I want my friend back. The friend that just happened to turn into more. The friend that could give me the affection that no one else could.

That may not be us anymore but don't block me out. Don't put up your walls so high and so thick that there isn't a chance that I'd get through to you. I don't want you to forget me because I could never forget you.

I could never forget the way you make me smile when I see your name pop up on my phone. I could never forget the way you brighten my day by saying something silly. I could never forget the way you would give me your love when I needed it most. I could never forget you.

So please..please don't forget me.

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