I wish I left behind
The way I’m crushed under your sight
And let whatever make me my desire unto you
Be forgotten

Let the sigh of which I’ve heard more often
Be forgotten
“When can I see you?”
The question
That hits me
As if I knew myself
What lack I’d have
Or what reward I’d get

I wish I forgot
the “then”
and after that
“I want to leave no more”

I wish I forgot the urge
of not letting you go
or am I oblivious of me
am I ignorant of your sigh
when you feel
you would let me go
having not loved me
entirely...?

I wish I forgot
the touch of your lips
against mine
no matter how longer
they feel

I wish I forgot
those words
of deep melancholy...
our minds of reason
that make us wary

***

Melancholically beholding
Past splendid years in bloom
Beyond all hindrance ever suffered
You thought long ago that everything
Had been scattered away...
Smothered dreams
While knocking at gates probably locked