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I don’t want to forget, I need to forget, To move on, But I don’t want to forget, The thoughts of his touch are becoming hazy, It’s very clear in my body, But the mind is starting to confuse things, Some memories are not very clear, Others come across as rushed. His masaculine hands on my body, On my face, The look of desire on his face, I don’t want it to go away, I need to forget him, But I don’t want to lose my best memories of our time together! I want to move on, I really do. But I am sacred that in focusing on moving on I won’t remember his touch anymore, I won’t remember how terribly good it felt, How I would lose myself, And how I was always sad to leave his presence I am scared I’ll be those people who ask themselves, ‘What was I thinking?’ ‘Why was I with him?’ I don’t want to get to that point Not yet! I say I want to move on, But I still want to remember how electrifying it felt to be in his embrace, How liberating and beautiful it felt dancing to ‘Perfect’. I am scared I’ll forget, And all the happy, consuming memories will be gone, I am scared I’ll forget I am sacred I’ll forget I really am.
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Dec 16, 2018
Dec 16, 2018 at 12:01 AM UTC
I am scared I’ll forget
I don’t want to forget, I need to forget, To move on, But I don’t want to forget, The thoughts of his touch are becoming hazy, It’s very clear in my body, But the mind is starting to confuse things, Some memories are not very clear, Others come across as rushed. His masaculine hands on my body, On my face, The look of desire on his face, I don’t want it to go away, I need to forget him, But I don’t want to lose my best memories of our time together! I want to move on, I really do. But I am sacred that in focusing on moving on I won’t remember his touch anymore, I won’t remember how terribly good it felt, How I would lose myself, And how I was always sad to leave his presence I am scared I’ll be those people who ask themselves, ‘What was I thinking?’ ‘Why was I with him?’ I don’t want to get to that point Not yet! I say I want to move on, But I still want to remember how electrifying it felt to be in his embrace, How liberating and beautiful it felt dancing to ‘Perfect’. I am scared I’ll forget, And all the happy, consuming memories will be gone, I am scared I’ll forget I am sacred I’ll forget I really am.
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Dec 16, 2018
Dec 16, 2018 at 12:01 AM UTC
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