Ten Years Later and I Can’t Remember Your Phone Number

You also forgot my birthday and there was a feeling of relief and disappointment.

The tip of what has now been scrubbed away to a gleaming surface shoots up emotions every now and then.

Memories flood in and simmer when I gaze at the eyes of a stranger looking past me — instead of into my longing swell of the desire you awakened.

Ten years ago.

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