memory of you


This poem was written for lost love. It was composed at one of the most painful and aching moments when every fibre of my being was longing for and missing the love I used to have.
 
I don't feel that kind of intense hurt and pining anymore, probably because I have reconciled that fact that :
 
a) I would never be back together with that person again.
 
b) The person I love(d?) is no longer the same anymore and it is just as if the person who loved me had died.
 
c) I have to move on.
 
All that's left are the fond and beautiful memories of the best times of my life (so far). Hopefully, I would have better times ahead. I don't want to stay at this point forever.

heart
stolen, broken
hidden, forgotten
it remembers
something, someone
that was once
there

memories
are all that's left
smells
whiffs of muskiness
call back fragments
of long buried emotions

mental snapshots
of unforgettable moments
flash by
once more

skin
tingle, longing for
sensation of warmth
and of flesh upon flesh

heart
aches, yet again
its chambers
echo its emptiness

even the cells
remember
then
how can I
forget?