So long
had it taken me
to forget.
My skin
had missed
your touch.
How to feel;
your warmth
and your lips.
To forget
had never
been simple.
When our embrace
would caress me
once more.
Memories rush in
like a flood
in July.
I still remember
your smile
and your voice.
To forget
meant our love
had been lost.
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