World forget me
Forget how I laughed until my ribs burst
Forget how I lived for wisteria trees
Forget how I loved fairy lights and night drives
Forget how I devoured stories whether someone else’s or my own
Forget my failed dreams
Forget my mistakes
Forget how I loved the smell of rain
Forget how I liked to sew
Forget how I danced to music in my room, crying my heart out over what to some was just some words and a tune
Forget how I loved food more than I was meant to
Forget how I always chose Diet Coke instead of regular because my mum made me
Forget how I liked to look out of the window and watch the sunset
Forget how I had to be frigid cold to sleep
Now forget it
That’s the thing
Once you’ve learned something about a person, it’s hard to forget
When they leave the memories haunt you
Whenever you hear the song
Sit under the tree
Drive past the house
Because loving is like a promise
As long as you love something, you’ll never truly get away from it
As long as you love something, it can still break your heart
A whiff of syrup and you can be six again, the morning after your first sleepover
No one is ever truly forgotten
Just remembered badly
You can never be fully erased