Of Course You Don’t Remember

When I mentioned the bus stop
We sat at
So long ago
You asked me where it was.

I have a few questions of my own,
But I hold my peace-
I’ll keep these thoughts buried deep within me
And take them to my grave.

The only thing I wanted was you,
And to keep that moment bottled up for
Half of an eternity.

But what’s the point of keeping those memories sacred
When the person involved doesn’t care anymore?
When the person
Had never cared in the first place?

To love is to lose,
And one by one
I’ll make sure the next time you ask me about us,
I answer with a steady heart and stoic face,
“I don’t know.”

Of Course You Don’t Remember

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