i try connecting,
connect hard,
everytime i think im forgotten.
im forgotten in a way,
nobody can preserve.
none.
you too.
its gone,
and its goneness that is left,
you wont be able to seek me,
anywhere,
not even in your heart,
which turned like a brick,
the day i accepted im forgotten.
Jan 22, 2021
Jan 22, 2021 at 2:39 AM UTC
i try connecting,
connect hard,
everytime i think im forgotten.
im forgotten in a way,
nobody can preserve.
none.
you too.
its gone,
and its goneness that is left,
you wont be able to seek me,
anywhere,
not even in your heart,
which turned like a brick,
the day i accepted im forgotten.
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