via Haiku Horizons Prompt
It seems to me that
it was the space between us
that made and broke us
I keep forgetting
that people don't remember things
the way I do
It's not memory;
things that happen stick to me
like barnacles do
Things stay in my mind
as if they're happening still
is that memory?
Maybe I can learn
to remember differently
and less painfully
It's hard to forget
but maybe if I forgive
I'll remember hope
Will I remember
late in life as I do now?
I wonder and pray
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