Forgetting Poem by Eleonor Lizada
Forgetting
Missing you seems to be the only thing I do since the day I left.
With part of me regretting it and part of me realizing it.
Leaving seems the right decession at that time but now moving on is the hardest part tot do, with you leaving footprints in my heart.
Forgetting you might not be today, tomorrow or the day after.
Until that day I might just cherish everything we had.
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