My thoughts drown in you.
Yours have forgotten me.
As I gasp for air & to lose you,
You've already thrown me out.
Sounds and smells and photos.
They take me under and I'm starving.
"remember me!"
As if shouting will bring you back.
As if begging will change the past.
We pretend we are fine.
Those four letters never really mean much.
I still cry sometimes.
Tears of anger, maybe.
Of hurt, yes.
But my soul still loves you.
Even when you forget me
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