Left

I’m still here but Are you? Do you hide in the basement of my abused mind?

Why can’t I remember our first conversation? Did I start it? Did you? Why can’t I recall?

Do you want me to forget you? Do you miss me?

Are you in Heaven? Will I get there Someday?

Or denied, shall I be? Will I burn like the forest burns beneath the cruel August sky?

I hope you’re not lonely. I wish I weren’t stupid.

My heart doesn’t forget you even if my memory is an asshole.