I want to unlove you.
To peel away each memory,
every whispered word, and trace of your touch that clings to my skin like a shadow.
I want to unweave the moments we shared, unraveling the fabric of our time together
until there's nothing left
but threads of what once was.
To scrub my heart clean of your imprint,
to erase the echoes of your laughter
that haunt the corners of my mind.
I want to unlove you so thoroughly
that the void you left
becomes a distant, forgotten echo,
a faded photograph in the album of my past.
But in this pursuit of unloving,
I find that every attempt stitches you deeper into my soul,
where love once blossomed
and now bittersweet memories take root.
Jun 5, 2024
Jun 5, 2024 at 8:16 PM UTC
I want to unlove you.
To peel away each memory,
every whispered word, and trace of your touch that clings to my skin like a shadow.
I want to unweave the moments we shared, unraveling the fabric of our time together
until there's nothing left
but threads of what once was.
To scrub my heart clean of your imprint,
to erase the echoes of your laughter
that haunt the corners of my mind.
I want to unlove you so thoroughly
that the void you left
becomes a distant, forgotten echo,
a faded photograph in the album of my past.
But in this pursuit of unloving,
I find that every attempt stitches you deeper into my soul,
where love once blossomed
and now bittersweet memories take root.
6/5/2024
