The Price Of A Memory

What if I could pay to forget you?

How much would I pay?

What would I want to forget?

Everything

Your face

Your hands

Your lips

The way you

Snake your way

Into each moment

Even the moments

I’m with someone else

The worst is showering

Letting someone else’s lips and hands take hold of my body

I hate how

Much I try to forget

Or move forward

Yours is the only one, the only times

I ever vividly

Remember

The way your lips

Possess

Own, take over

Mine

Your hands

Claiming

What I for the first time

Gave away

No forgetting this

You have a way

Of taking my breath away

But at the same time

Making me feel more replenished more alive than ever I believed natural

The way

Your name can be heard

Or

Can be seen

Everything stops

When I see

The blue sky

The lake during the day

That reminds me of your eyes

Each raindrop reminds me of the tears I cry

Of joy

Of sadness

Of longing

Of forgetting

When I smell

That smell

A whiff

I am transported back to the

Moments

You took over me

Why you ask would I want to forget you?

Because you have so easily

Forgotten me

Do you ever fall asleep

 Thinking of my lips?

Or wake in the

Middle of the night

Calling my name

Do you ever take a

Shower and feel so alone?

How much did you pay to forget?

Or was it really that easy

And free?

How much would I pay to forget?

I have already

Given away my heart

Piece

By

Piece

Why don’t you set

The price at

Nothing less

Than my soul

Reviews

[William J. Marsh]

I have a friend going through this right now. She is really lost and confused about it all. A lot of poems are written about general emotions. You have a knack of hitting real emotions and feelings with your words. So very touching.

[xxlheart]

how gripping and very sad this piece is yet you show some strength in it....the strength grows as you read on. me thinks i have found a new favorite writer.