i know i was there.
i’m found in memories
only you and i will know—
within four walls,
for the eyes and ears
of who we were.
and yet,
there’s no remaining piece of me.
no physical evidence lingers
in your space to say
i was here.
i was there.
you can’t find me there.
there’s nothing to say i was here—
no lingering objects,
no echoes of me.
erased and forgotten,
that’s what i’ll be.
no memory of me,
as if i was never there at all.
i just want to be loved for once.
i just want to be chosen—
not remembered when convenient,
but claimed while present.
i’m learning now
i have always been loved,
and i have always been chosen.
it has always been me.
i was asking for something from someone else,
when all along
i had it within me.
and so,
like the dust that builds on your shelf,
we’ll brush this off,
and with a clean slate,
start anew—
strangers once again.
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