Sometimes I forget that you and I ever were
Your name rings empty like a reference from a dream
Reference to times shared leave memories unsure
At times, you’re a shadow, less real than once you seemed
But, then there are times when it all comes back to me
All the drugs and the whiskey wear thin in my blood
And my eyes turn and your face and body they see
The nostalgic tragedy, to my heart, doth flood
Damn you for lying to me about loving me
Damn the memory of those words within my mind
Damn all your promises flowing so flippantly
Damn the life I spent on you, damn all of that time
Sometimes I forget you and I ever were
That is what now constitutes the “good times” for me
True happiness now relegated to a blur
Damn your empty promises, giv’n so flippantly
((May 27th,2013))
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem