Afterlife_Original

We were too young to be adults, And loved too deeply to learn about goodbyes. To the words that said time would heal, I gradually erased you from my world. Erased your face, erased your voice, Even erased your name, no longer calling it. That's how I erased you, once a day. One day, it suddenly felt more natural without you. Pretending to be fine, But the fact that I was forgetting you, Felt like I had momentarily forgotten how to breathe. If there truly is an afterlife, I hope the place where we meet Is not a memory, but the moment of our beginning. Then, not knowing goodbye, it would hurt less. No, knowing goodbye, we could hold on longer. So the 'me' of next time, Isn't the me who forgot you, But the me who goes to find you again on DC.