DEAR MAY (LETTERS FROM JUNE)

Day 4 : (In)active forgetfulness

In active forgetfulness

We could learn to bury the snakes from our past.

I don't know how I got the scars on my wrist, 

The burns on my palms, 

Or these bloodstains on my shirt.

Inactive forgetfulness.

In active forgetfulness,

All I know is,

I loved you,

Once upon a dream,

My love was transparent,

Translucent,

The scary feelings of nostalgia.

Remember not to...

Ad nauseam.

Remember me to exhaustion.

Fill in the blank spaces

Of my perfunctory _"how do you do? "_

How...do I look today?

Do.You...remember me?

You look familiar... (I see you in my dreams)

Do you love me?

Remember...

Inactive forgetfulness.

Perfunctorily.

©May

#sad

#love