Forget You Poem by Donward Caniete Bughaw

I told my heart to learn the way to let you go,
To fold the memories up and watch them drift like snow.
You gave the load when mine ran out, so soft and true,
Now I return each kindness that I took from you.  

I picked the flower in the rain and placed it in your hand,
I wrote the lines that made you blush where we used to stand.
I lent the jacket from my back when you were cold and blue,
Now I collect each piece of me I left with you.  

I burned the paper where your laughter used to stay,
I swallowed down your name and turned and walked away.
I painted over all the places that we knew,   
And taught my hands to stop on reaching out to you.  

So here's goodbye in verses clean and tight and true,
A perfect rhyme, a perfect vow: I will forget you.
But if the night goes quiet and the moon looks just like June,
Don't be surprised if I still hum this very same tune.