my heart has amnesia

how easily I forget about goodbye

when he approaches with love

in his eyes

how easily the good memories return

and our bodies fit together as if

we had never shattered

how easy it is for my heart

to love him,

for my words to

find his lips,

for my eyes to see magic

in what no longer exists.

I’m the saddest person

falling in love again

with the potential in a boy

who’s yet to become the man

I need.

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