I wake up and you are gone and I search for you all over. Pick up my phone, and call you on speed dial but it's my mother. I look all over, but there are no traces...and I ask but no one seems to have heard of you. Nobody. And I think I must be going...and then I forget your name. I forget your name but remember your form. I forget your form and remember the curve of your jaw, the shadows under your eyes. I forget the shadows under your eyes and remember, this feeling, this feeling of joy, of bliss, of being safe, of being loved.
And then I wake up tomorrow and forget that too.
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