03.05.19

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I wrote you today

It's your 20th.

I couldn't help it but write again.

I hope you don't mind.

Almost two years yet I still carry you in my heart.

There are days when it still hurts, 

but only sometimes.

When I go out I always drink too much.

My friends think I'm just having fun.

But I do it to forget you.

The more I drink, the less I remember

I have tried everything to forget you.

Now I know I never will.

Sometimes I take someone home, and there,

drunk and under a stranger, I forget you.

I forget your touch.

Your kisses.

Your scent.

Your voice.

Your memory.


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