I will forget.
I don't want to forget
the way your lips curve
into a smile.
I don't want to forget
the warmth your skin radiates
against mine.
I don't want to forget
the sound of your voice
in the morning.
I don't want to forget
the way your hand felt
clasped around mine
our fingers intertwined.
I don't want to forget your eyes
how they look so kind
yet full of mystery
I couldn't seem to unlock.
I don't want to forget
how it felt
kissing your lips one last time.
I don't want to forget
our dances in the rain
and in the kitchen
I don't want to forget us.
but I will,
and that's sadder than your absence.
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