I want to forget you. Not forget about us. Forget about everything, meeting you, kissing you, hugging you, loving you, breathing you, waiting for you, sleeping next to you, the sound of your voice, the smell of you, how you felt. You. Everything.
If only that’s how things worked.
If only peace of mind was something we could receive when we most need it, rather than having to work for it each time.
If only exhaling you out of me was as simple as breathing you in.