If forgetting is what you want, then I will spend my days pretending I’ve forgotten Forgotten the way your face is the first I think in the mornings or the last I’d love to see every night.
Forgotten the way your laugh makes butterflies arise in my stomach.
Forgotten the smell of your skin or the way it feels against mine.
your smile or the silly way your mouth moves when you are feeling awkward.
Forgotten the way my heart aches for you because the only place that feels like home are your hands intertwined with mine.
No matter the different choices life brings or the distance, if you ever find yourself wondering the answer is yes.
I’m still pretending. You are the only memory id never forget.-m