Forgotten // g.f

Your sun sets as mine rises.

My mind thrashes as yours serenes.

Oh, what a beautiful tragedy it is.

For a girl to love a guy who has forgotten.

Forgotten how lovely she used to be.

 

-- g.f

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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