forgetful

Everything I think I know

seems to disappear every now and then

I can't seem to hold on to things

that are true. I forget and hurt

all over again. What am I doubting and why?

Why do things stop being enough

Why do I close off and shut down?

Like a faulty hard drive, everything wipes clean and

I default back to a barren landscape of fear and desolation

Like a small baby who is surprised by peek-a-boo each time he plays

I'm relieved when he appears from

behind my door but the minute he

leaves it's like I'll never see him again

I forget he was just hear...

I'm sorry for forgetting. I'm sorry for running away and crying...

and with your call and just a few minutes of your words my fears

have just as easily been forgotten.

I'm sorry.