i'm starting to forget you
your voice
your face
your mind
and sometimes
i almost get weak
i almost watch old videos
pour my tears on old pictures
but then i don't
because i remember
i'm strong enough
to forget you
YOU ARE READING
rising
Poetryhe broke me as if i was made of glass and now i'm trying so hard to get up because i want to rise again and i know everything is getting better i can feel it but it still hurts a little when i move too fast -------- part one: falling part tw...
