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Apr 2015
Sometimes, I forget.

Sometimes I forget love
Sometimes I forget confidence
Sometimes I forget how to not be alone
Sometimes, I forget.

I forget life,
I stop feeling alive
I forget that alone is not in isolation,
But still, I can't. Find. You.

And it's scary to think that I'm on the brink of losing myself once again.
For where would I be, if I am not me,
I am lost, with no direction.

But I know,
This is where I have to be.

I know,
Love will return.

*you have to believe that love will return.
Breathe in, Breathe out.
The disorganized nature of this poem is meant to reflect the disorganization of my thoughts at the moment. I didn't know what to think or what to write, so my thoughts came out in an erratic fashion.
Also, the "you" that I'm meant to find is myself; the loving, lively part of myself.
Jay
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Jay  24/M
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