
My Heart Remembers
I will never forget who you are, even if I forget who I am…
I held your tiny hands as you struggled to be free, but I wasn’t ready to let you go. You and me, we had such a short story. A phrase to fit into the spaces of eternity. Our own infinity.
But I got to hold your hands, and that is enough, — for now.
Were you ever real?
Did my interrupted mind made you up?Are you just a character in an unfinished tragedy? I will never know would I? All I know is that the pain of losing you is unlike all the others. A bottomless sorrow that engulfed me whole.
Was the pain a lie aswell? Where you just a part of a beleaguered dream? A delusion in a world besieged by madness?
They said you never happened.
I guess my mind can be fooled enough to forget, but my heart remembers.
I held you that last time, before you took your final breath. And my heart crumbled into a million shattered pieces.
And I knew.
My heart remembers…
