Unforgettable
It’s been over
a year,
but I still
check in on you
when I’m
feeling
particularly
foolish.
It’s very
strange.
I always
expect
to feel sad
or jealous
or pitiful.
But I never
do.
I always feel
grateful, even
lucky,
to have known
you.
And for a
moment,
it feels like
I still do.
I miss knowing
you.
Loving you
became a
nightmare.
But knowing
you
was always
lovely.
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