"Don't let me forget you," my heart says as it weeps for its muse, who has long forgotten it.
Long ago, we sauntered side by side, intertwining fingers under the crest moon. Your laughter like a sweet melody to my ears, rose against the echoing wind and dancing trees. Every word surrendered to the warmth of your breath, tickling my skin and sending shivers down my spine. I can't forget how you held my hand gently, as if I might disappear one day.
...And I did—not by choice, but because life chose to intervene in our lives.
Even right now as I write this, I long for your embrace. I yearn for your quirky presence. I can’t help but hope that amidst the throngs of people, I somehow find your gaze because I still love you, and I despise you for having taken my heart and not returning it.
Now, I wake up every day praying that someday the memories will fade, that someday, when we cross paths, I don't recognize you. We meet as strangers.
Let me forget you, darling...
May 20
May 20, 2026 at 12:36 AM UTC
"Don't let me forget you," my heart says as it weeps for its muse, who has long forgotten it.
Long ago, we sauntered side by side, intertwining fingers under the crest moon. Your laughter like a sweet melody to my ears, rose against the echoing wind and dancing trees. Every word surrendered to the warmth of your breath, tickling my skin and sending shivers down my spine. I can't forget how you held my hand gently, as if I might disappear one day.
...And I did—not by choice, but because life chose to intervene in our lives.
Even right now as I write this, I long for your embrace. I yearn for your quirky presence. I can’t help but hope that amidst the throngs of people, I somehow find your gaze because I still love you, and I despise you for having taken my heart and not returning it.
Now, I wake up every day praying that someday the memories will fade, that someday, when we cross paths, I don't recognize you. We meet as strangers.
Let me forget you, darling...
It's a silent war in your long absence, darling Tesoro.
