Saving Amnesia

Rating: 5.0

My heart always got
So wrapped around you.
Eventually it would become
A tangled mess.
Each time I’d have to
Cut it loose,
I’d lose more strands.

I’ve collected each line tenderly;
Placed them with care into
A box,
Making sure that no end
Touched another;
Stored the box
On my highest shelf;
Pushed it
To the very back.

Perhaps someday the pieces will all
Forget their connections,
Forget what they held,
Forget what they felt,

And I
Will forget
The box.

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Rusty Daily 18 March 2005

Lee Ann, Very nice the way you wrote about memories. Enjoyed, Enjoyed, Enjoyed. Rusty

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