the impossible

I’m trying to remember what the physical aspect of us felt like

I’m trying to remember where I saw you for the very first time, was it a church or an insurance company behind you?

Was it whiplash or traffic?

I’m trying to place us, did I imagine it?

was there really magic or did my mind exaggerate?

It wouldn’t be the first. Won’t be the last.

I can’t remember the details.

Ain’t that bullshit? I let you tear me apart and I don’t even know why.

My head tells me I loved you but what did I love? The memories are jaded, your touch isn’t a shadow anymore, there’s no ghost. I did the impossible, I forgot you.

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