I didn’t forget
I couldn’t get myself to.
I never started
I couldn’t bring myself to.
Sometimes I wish I could
Most times I wish I didn’t even try
To try…? To try….?
I’ll have to change my heart.
It didn’t stop loving you,
How hard I worked at that.
I throw someone else at it,
It just would not shift ground.
I’d lurch anyone its way; a choke hold,
Like a boomerang, It’ll land back at your corner; target reversed.
Am beginning to think you took it with you
And left me a replica to thinker.
Your laughter staggers round my ear
Your touch makes my skin skid skillfully
Like the path the sun trails everyday to the west
My heart settles on you in every way.
I didn’t do you any wrong
You wronged me neither.
I didn’t forget your kiss,
How could I, when it was shared.
I didn’t forget
Because I couldn’t get myself to.
I really like it. Especially how you compare love to a boomerang, when thrown, it only returns. Well written my brother. Anthony Walker
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