Fading

Sometimes I’m afraid that I’m forgetting you and that if I forget you, I’ll lose you forever. I don’t know what I’d do if that happened. You’re the one I talk to when there’s no one else who should know what’s on my mind. I hear you in bits and pieces of songs and I feel you in the sunlight. I’m so blessed to have known you, but I’m so angry that it couldn’t have lasted just a little bit longer. I ask myself why all the time knowing that I’ll never get an answer. I wish you could tell me. I wish you would come to me when I need you- when I feel like I’m forgetting you. I feel like that a lot lately. I don’t know how to hold onto you anymore. I don’t know how else to remember. The memories are fading. I miss you so much it hurts. Please don’t ever leave me.

Reviews

[Samuel Dickens]

It seems there's a "someone" who is missed, but I can't be sure. It might also be interpreted as "God", or "Conscience" or....? Very nice work.

[Kristin Dvorak]

It is in fact a "someone", but I love the other interpretations! The beauty of literature is that YOU can decide how it should be interpreted. Thank you!

[zainul]

This is a mind blowing piece.
Love the words, "The memories are fading".
I hope your request for not leaving will be kept.

[Kristin Dvorak]

Thank you, I appreciate that. 😌

[zainul]

You are most welcome,dear poet:)

[Ma'at]

this is so emotional and beautifully written, i can practically hear the echoey voices reading this out loud to me so emotionally and painfully, this is great

[Kristin Dvorak]

Thank you! It was meant to sound that way; raw and emotional.