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to forget you.
is not to remember you.
every single detail in life reflects you.
every MRT station i see,
every drink i drink,
every shirt that i wear.
but to forget you,
what i have to do is not to remember you:
not to remember that we onced shared a drink,
not to remember that i once bouht you that tshirt,
not to remember that we onced shared a kiss.
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we onced.
"onced"
maybe because today is the 13th, if you'd see this & remember.
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the happiness that we shared,
it is never going to last,
& if that is so,
why still pursue a love that is going to writhe away soon?
why create more happiness,
when i know that his ring of glee is going
to be part of a memory that you'll dearly miss,
& i will heartbreakingly forget?
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to forget you.
you smiled when i waved goodbye