Jenny

Our love is simple
Our love is crystal

Simply best: I survive by forgetting. I reach out for the next branch and lift myself upwards, and ensure my safety, my endurance, my survival. But I refuse to forget this - I cannot fathom forgetting these memories that I cannot, will not let go.

I think time moves faster on this either side. Here, I spend my energy forgetting, rather than holding on and remembering.

This may be the hardest walk I'll make, and perhaps months or years down the line, time will take away my memory bit by bit, and I will reluctantly let go.

I don't think I'll ever stop loving you; I can forget, and still have that delicate part of me, this love.

God, wasn't I your silver lining?