fifty five
Sometimes I wish I had amnesia.
I wish I could forget everything,
Forget you and your name.
Sometimes when I lay awake at night,
I think of you,
Of us.
And sometimes,
Only sometimes,
I hear your name roll off the tip of my tongue.
It's in a whisper,
And then I remember all the whispers,
Especially the ones in my room.
I miss the nights you'd sneak in to see me.
I miss the nights you'd protect me from my nightmares.
I miss you.
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