R.I.P

Just when I think about forgetting you.
you come crashing in like water from a flood.
drowning me in memories.
I wonder how you are.
if you starve sometimes? Or lose sleep over petty things?
if you are happy? But mostly I just wonder if you are alive.
out there living your life.

I look forward to the forgetting.
because when you crash into me
its like seeing an old friend
come bursting into the room again.
eyes wide and lips parted. Breathing out.
as I am breathing in.
you will always hold a place in my mind.
even if you don't realize my lie.

I could never forget you.
and perhaps that is your revenge.
for as long as I lie to myself
you will continue to live.