Its The little Things

I was sitting on the couch and I realized that I've forgotten.

I've forgotten your voice, your name.

I actually have forgotten your name.

I sat up and was shocked that all I remember is your face but is that accurate? 

Ive forgotten your laugh or what it felt like for you to tell me that you loved me.

I've forgotten what it's like to hear you call me pet names or to tell me I'm a good girl. 

I've simply forgot. 

It makes me heart ache. Physically hurts.

Its a blessing because that means I've forgotten.

Ive forgotten how it felt when you let me down

Ive forgotten what it sounded like when you lied

Ive forgotten what you said when you left.

What a blessing that I've forgotten.