Our Last Pages

I have torn out
all of our last pages,
burned them
in the trash,
in the fire,
in my heart.

You are the one who now
has to remember us,
if anyone shall.

I am forgetting;
Am I forgotten?

(I did not burn them – I locked them away in my darkness).


One response to “Our Last Pages”

  1. john

    You are never forgotton.
    Only miss placed in the darkness.
    I Like this poem:)
    Thanks for the Wonder.

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