Originally Written 12/9/23
I’m afraid of forgetting
That feeling when we first met
How I could have kissed you for the rest of my life
Held your hand through to the end of days
Were we two people just dealing with the collective trauma?
Originally Written 12/9/23
I’m afraid of forgetting
That feeling when we first met
How I could have kissed you for the rest of my life
Held your hand through to the end of days
Were we two people just dealing with the collective trauma?
Writing poems since before I knew what poetry meant. Maybe, that's why I never kept a single one. Not until my heart broke open did I start keeping my words.