Whose fault

When you lose your memory

  You are always left

Wondering what you have

Forgotten

 

There is no emotion in amnesia

 

(some are good, some are bad

  some don't mean anything at all

like the man who pulled over

to watch me pet the deer

 in the little red car

  I’ll never know his name

Or his favorite song )

 

We sat outside a bar

on a built in wooden bench

He slowly slid his hands up my dress

 Softly touching my thighs

Telling me I was beautiful

I told him I did not date

   And days later when we had one set

I forgot to meet him

He recited poetry on my voicemail

 

I wore a white dress with green flowers

          Got drunk and asked him

To take me to his house

He sang me his depressing songs

 while playing

The classical guitar

Under the moonlight

    And stars

 

I responded to his texts

  Answered his calls

           Told him about my life

         And then there was silence

  

"Have I done this before?"

Reviews

[Inspiring Writer]

That's a great one write, hey, is that a song ! I hope so... !
Lovely write, i made it's characters too. Life's filled with greatness and all kinda joy but it's been also fulfilled with some kinda sorrow and hurtness's as well. So, if you walk on the way of life or on the road of the journey of your write...you always got some hurt but it doesn't matter you won't ever get some happiness or joy, you would... but there's only a need to have some FAITH in your life if you want to make some memories with someone in your life to live freely along with your life.

Nice work, liked your piece. I'd love to read some more.