Short-Story Poems

Detachments

Detachments

I asked him once
about detachments,
If there's a chance
for memories to be forgotten,

I asked him too
about emotions,
If we could ever choose
to stop feeling, to stop making connections,

He looked at me,
His eyes gave away the answers,
He blinked, a tear broke free,
followed by another,

There I knew,
He didn't know how,
For he, himself,
was stuck in those memories up until now,

There I knew,
he loves her still,
For his love never faltered,

Never been ---

and never will.
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