I Forgot
After our first kiss
I forgot how to breathe
Without the taste of you
Filtering air into my lungs
I forgot here to put my hands
When seated next to someone
Who has allowed me to touch
Every inch of their soul
I forgot how to fill
A twin bed on my own
And use a pillow
Rather than your chest
I forgot lunches without slushies
And Mondays without wrestling
And Mario Party without fucking
And driving without Turnover
And getting dressed without jewelry
And crying without laughing
And I forgot what it was
To not love
Or to exist
Without you
This poem is about:
Me