Memory
Have you learned now?
Now that there are only memories of us together
Now that I don't look at you differently than other people, in fact I look at you the same as I would if I saw a stranger
Now that I don’t call you anymore or text you or skype call you
Now that I don’t hug you
Now that I don’t kiss you
Now that I don’t even touch you or care to
Now that I am only a memory
This poem is about:
Me