No

after everything you said - 

everything you've told me
tears are all that's left
once again
you aren't here to hold me

you never really were

how am I supposed
to trust people
to let them rip my heart in two
(or even more pieces)
- wish it was more closed

it never really was

I
act like I forgot
the dimple on your cheek;
that I saw 

when I was lucky enough to see you smile

I
act like I forgot
the curve of your lips;
that I felt
when I was lucky enough to kiss them

I
act like I forgot

but

I never really did.

Reviews

[OTownPete]

The heart has a memory of its own and it is irrespective of the pragmatic memory of the mind...so sad. Your friend in words, Pete

[isus]

nice :)

[burnhouse]

Thankies. :)

[Adam Crate]

Excellent poem. The way that you wrote it really pulled me in. Around the middle I had the thought, "The narrator is acting like she's forgetting but it seems like she can't." Then I read the ending and I smirked.

Very well done.

[burnhouse]

Hahaha, thank you. :)

[costa siwale]

I want to read more of your work..beautiful piece

[burnhouse]

Means a lot. :)

[annabellee]

That's a very good poem. Sad and heartfelt, that conveys a lot of emotions. It totally touched me.
Well done :)

[burnhouse]

Thank you. :3

[annabellee]

you're most welcome :)

[Zach Knox]

powerful words a lot of feeling behind them thanks for sharing this I can relate to the feeling in them

[burnhouse]

Thank you very much. And no problem. :)