Will I ever forget you?

Sometimes, inexplicably, I want to.

I want to let go. Emerge from my memories

As a pure, new being

Devoid of drunken nostalgia.

Yet other times,

I seem to remember the sweet

Storms you brought to my placid life.

I'm exhausted.

Of everything.

I know I'm being selfish, acting this way,

I know you don't like this side of me.

And I can't help but...

But you confuse me.

Even though our conversations

No longer seem to have the charm

They used to have, I can't help but come back

For more.

You're annoying that way, you know?

And I can't help but love you for that.

I... I'm finished, it really does feel so.

And yet you always seem to have

So much to say.

So much to complete.

I cherish you, I do.

And when I try to forget you,

I can't.

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