2/22/24
"He's drip feeding you friendship"
I clutched a frame and yet
there formed a rift and
bit by bit
I'm starting to forget
the details of our time together,
feelings that were stirred.
I'm drifting in a disconnect,
both peaceful and disturbed.
Experiences are transient
but feelings which arise
are yours to keep
forever or
for as long as you can hold onto.
It's not something to fight.
Forgetting parses out
that which is essential
from what is not.
Recently I find
larger measures of time
from within which I can no longer access
my love for you
The dawning of this awareness resonates within me as a kind of
despair,
though, logically, I understand that
I outta feel relieved