I don’t remember what your voice sounds like anymore. I don’t know your phone number by heart anymore. I don’t remember the size of your hands or how they felt when they were in mine. Not anymore.
I forgot it all.
I mean, if I really wanted to, I’m sure I could dig in my memory and remember every single detail of it all. Every single detail about you. But I’ve finally let go. I don’t care to put the thought into it. I don’t want to hold on to those things anymore, and I feel so free.
You were someone that made me very very happy for a long time, and that’s all I need to remember.
But you don’t anymore, and I need to remember that too.