How to ForgetI’ve tried sleeping you off with steady breaths, expunging you from my consciousness, I’ve blown your thoughts out the door with the butt of a cigarette. But erasing you is not uncomplicated, nor as effortless like the fall of a tree. History is a horrid reminder of things you’d soon forget. How do you fail to remember what your mind insists on recalling? If only a drink could conceal all inklings of you. If only time was not a man bent on retribution, I would have lost you in the fog of memory. I’ve gotten little use from pious pills existing purely to ensure your lasting impressions. I’ve resorted to showers; so far, they haven’t worked. They merely serve to give pause to a life I once lived with you. Even bouts of anorexia cannot rid you from being. As these days, letting go are words I cannot yet fulfill.
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