I try to forget, I really do.

I can’t.

How can I forget you holding me close,

Your hand in mine,

As if we owned the world?

I shudder at the sound of your name.

Memories of pain stream down my face.

How can I act like everything is normal

Now that you’re not holding me tighter,

Now that my hand

Is not in yours?

There’s a place in my heart

For words unsaid,

Stitching, searing words

That remind me

Of you.


About heatherd001

Hello! My name is Heather. I'm sixteen years old and I love to write (poems mostly) but I'm working on some story- and novel-writing. Writing is a creative outlet for me.
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