Tragically Yours | ✓
- fifty five

Sometimes I wish I had amnesia.

I wish I could forget everything,

Forget you and your name.

Sometimes when I lay awake at night,

I think of you,

Of us.

And sometimes,

Only sometimes,

I hear your name roll off the tip of my tongue.

It’s in a whisper,

And then I remember all the whispers,

Especially the ones in my room.

I miss the nights you’d sneak in to see me.

I miss the nights you’d protect me from my nightmares.

I miss you.