Sunday, 5 January 2020

Forgotten

Every now and then 
I can't help but focus 
On some small memory 
Making its way forward 
I am left helpless 

In a torment of confusion 
Trying to decipher 
What this all means 
The burning inside 
Holds me back tightly 

I can honestly say 
You are not forgotten 
I even wish for someday 
A mature conversation 
Sharing our adventures 

Every so often 
I have to straighten up
Living is breathing 
Regrets have no place 
In a time of healing

From the heart 
Char 

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