Tuesday, February 3, 2015

it might be easy
to erase
every single memory
that reminds me of you

It might be easy
to forget
the scent in the air
when you were around

it might be easy
to rearrange
the fragments of my life
scattered, shattered....dissipated

it might be easy
to undo and redo
and live and love and smile
as easy as it is
to turn back time





  
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