...On the Choice to Forget

I close my eyes...

And slowly try to dis-remember what once was

The awkward sound of your laugh

The crooked warmth of your smile

The pleasant ever presence of your company

I open my eyes...

To wake myself from the backward nature of the daydream

To loose myself from the inception

To attempt to shake the fated lyrics of the hope encrusted dirge

That you might actually return again

Someday