for some reason its always about what we didn’t forget and not what we did.
no, you didn’t forget those sharp words, but you did forget how to smile.
no, you didn’t forget the feeling of his lips on yours, but you did forget how to love properly.
no, you didn’t forget the stone cold look on their face when they said you weren’t enough, but you did forget how to breathe.
no, you didn’t forget the pit at the bottom of your stomach, but you did forget how to pull yourself together.