You know what bothers me the most?
I don’t remember anymore.
I know I loved Charlie
but I can’t remember much about him anymore.
How he looked
or smelled
or felt to the touch.
I remember that I loved you
but not how it felt.
I can’t remember your face.
your voice becomes dimmer.
I have a sense of the good times
and the bad
but it’s a distant dream.
I’ve lost the feeling
For my past.
Is that what I needed
to move forward
or is this the tragedy
of death’s oblivion?
Maybe both