To forget.
To forget the scent you left hidden in the threads of my clothing.
To forget the jolt of electricity that paved it's way down my spine each time your gaze caught mine.
The ecstasy I felt when our fingers intertwined and the pinky promises we swore we'd cherish forever.
I'd wish to forget the constellation of freckles spread across your cheeks.
I would wish to forget how to love and how it feels to have my heart shattered into tiny fragments of glass.
If I met a genie in a lamp I'd ask him to erase my memory... To make me forget. That is my one wish.