Love is so short, forgetting is so long.
It's even harder when you're not that strong.
But, you erased them, all those memories of me,
ignoring my every plea.
It was the right thing, yes
but do you think what you did was really best?
I'm longing for you,
I know you were too
Your voice really was the soundtrack of my summer,
even though you sang songs for me last November.
That might really give away who I was referring to,
but I'm telling you, What I am saying is true
This might be too much to ask
seeing how you're bombarded with that kind of task
but maybe, another chance, you could give me?
Please let me set your heart free.
Poem for April 26, 2013