How do I forget thee?
Let me count the ways…
I forget when I laugh over silly accents, when I flirt
and linger, reflected in others’ eyes.
I forget when I cry over details misremembered, whispers misquoted,
each one erring in your favour, building a love
heroic out of daily fatigue.
I forget how distance each day can edge a wrinkle,
how dust will add each layer, a little more complete.
I forget your voice, your smell just after kissing,
the way you wear your hat
and that you never sipped tea with me.
But I can still recall and will forever savour
the feelings you awakened and nourished in me.
Absolutely love this and agree – its the little, mundane simple things that carve the deepest valleys in memory.
And forgetting is always relative…
What a lovely poem! It evokes so effectively the things that we remember about the ones we’ve loved. There’s just the right note of bittersweet here.
Is it just me – I seem to remember more good things than bad about people I have loved and lost… even if the reality was quite different.
Marina Sofia – I don’t think it’s just you. I think a lot of us are like that. We remember the good things about people we’ve loved. It is I think human nature.
Marina Sofia and Margot, I do this too. Remember the good. Even from those who have hurt me.
Marina, what a gentle spirit you are. This poem, too, is beautiful.
This one makes me feel sad, Marina …
And yet it’s also about laughter and moving on.
This really hits home, Marina. I always wonder when a relationship ends, where does the love go? Your poem speaks to that internal turmoil. Well done :))
What a great comment – yes, the ghosts of emotions past…
Beautiful and true. This one speaks directly to my heart …
So glad you liked it!
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