I'm not very fond of forgetting
I can never move on and let go
Eight months of silence and voicemails
Yet still
I refuse to accept what I know
I play through old memories like video tapes
Trying to pretend they're new
The truth is I'm scared that you'll fade off of me
And i'll be left without any trace of you
YOU ARE READING
Poetry Poison
PoetryMy poems from when I just felt the urge to write. Just trying to push out my emotions and hopefully helping you cope with yours <3. All poems are my own please don't repub but enjoy
