there’s something tragic
about forgetting
isn’t there?
when we spend hours
accumulating all these memories
of ourselves and other people
of moments
nuances
stories that make us
who we are
forgetting is not always
a breath we did not know
we had been holding in
sometimes forgetting hurts
stings when you go
to revisit a moment
only to have lost it
in time
the sting lingers
until
you forget it too
that’s how pieces of you
fall away
over the years
and even as I write this
I wonder
how much I’ve already
lost.
nancyornot 