You forget the feel of their skin
The smell of their clothes
The warmth of their breath
You look at a picture
and there is no recognition
You dig in your mind
To find them
But they’re not there
You try to find a memory
But it’s faded out of view
Life has taken your feelings
Your thoughts
Your memories
It has a way
Of allowing you to forget
So you have room
To heal
Aug 14, 2014
Aug 14, 2014 at 8:58 PM UTC
You forget the feel of their skin
The smell of their clothes
The warmth of their breath
You look at a picture
and there is no recognition
You dig in your mind
To find them
But they’re not there
You try to find a memory
But it’s faded out of view
Life has taken your feelings
Your thoughts
Your memories
It has a way
Of allowing you to forget
So you have room
To heal
