For hours, even days, I don’t think about you. But when my feelings bubble up I become temporarily lost in thinking of much I loved you then and still do now. Wishing to forget and fighting to hold on to every memory is slowly driving me crazy; a bitter-sweet insanity. L.S.
I have flown and fallen,
and I have swum deep and drowned,
but there should be more to love
than “I survived it”.