One day, I'll forget all the words that were spoken
One day, I won't remember every little detail
And one day, all I'll remember is
The reason that I told myself over and over
Until one day,
I finally believed it
But one day is not today
For today, I still remember every line from our script
I can still recall in vivid detail
Every scene of our story
But I cling to the hope of that one day
When I am no longer tortured to recall it all
And the recollection is of only a vague memory
Of the satisfying lie
I brainwashed myself into believing
To spare the agony of my detailed reality
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem