down to the slightest
crease in my flesh
but if this is true,
then how is it possible
that you now,
don't know me at all?
you pushed me behind
as if under a bus
to hold together your past
when holding onto us
went to the back burner.
you moved forward
and that's fine
but you forgot
and for that, I can
not.
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