Funny how some memories shouldn't be cherished.
the impediment to leaving is what keeps someone there.
However, knowing that's all I have left of you, I cling to my memories. and I worry that as time passes, I might gradually forget some of the things I'm frightened to let go of right now.
YOU ARE READING
Pᴏᴇᴛʀʏ ᴀɴᴅ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ Wʜɪꜱᴘᴇʀꜱ
Poetrythe last entry of the old me. Started: March 23, 2022 Finished: October 30, 2022
