Don't let me forget
I am scared I will forget you.
Forget your voice.
Forget your face.
Forget your smell.
Forget each moment.
I walk on with my heart lodged in my throat. Wondering when it will make me choke.
But how can I choke on a broken heart?
It's been in pieces since we have been apart.
Guinevere Heron
Sun 29th Aug 2021 10:23
I wrote this 11 years ago after my dad died. I forgot the feelings and emotion I felt writing this. I remember it well now I'm dealing with the death of my mum. But I am pleased to say that I have not forgotten the little things. Not yet anyway ?