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Nov 2014
I wonder if you threw away
That giant Mickey Mouse doll I bought you in Times Square,
Or the art I made for you-
That little wooden chair that I burned designs into, describing you
As a goddess.
I wonder if you sifted through your colorful room
And exorcised my presence, gathered every piece of jewelry and thoughtful little gift
I ever gave you.
I wonder if you tore up my poems.
But the thing is
If you did, it means that I mean something
And if you didn't
It means that I mean something.
If you erased me, I know that, just like you will never find and destroy EVERY gift I gave you over 3 years
You will never erase me from your soul.
And if you didn't, I know that part of you can't let go
Of being loved so deeply and so purely.
I planned for this, my lost love.
I planned for years.
I never really thought you'd stay.
I only thought to make myself
Unforgettable
And
I know I did.
Mikaila
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Mikaila
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