I looked at us and I felt it,
I felt it there and I refused to acknowledge it.
And with every sun that came rising after,
every conversation that did not happen,
every absence I experienced
-I was forced to feel.
I felt heartbreak,
I felt my absence of cognizance fade-
I did not want to, but not wanting does not change a thing.
We were an array of things, but now all we are supposed to be
is a compilation of bittersweet memories.