Unforgotten


He holds her,
Smiling
Saying sweet nothings.
She smiles back
And for a moment,
She's forgotten
Her pain,
Her suffering,
Her sorrow.

She's free from the burdens of her past.

And then she remembers,
He's gone.
He'll never come back.

But she will hold onto him.
His whispers will be carried in the wind.
Their secret will live in her
He will remain,
Unforgotten.

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