An amazingly easy thing to do at times,
Like when you forget that you had to call someone,
when you forget the name of the person sitting across from you,
and even those small moments of happiness and kindness that tend to make the best part of life.
So, why can't I forget what happened?
What I do want to forget, I can't.
A part of me knows that I never will,
No matter how much I wish,
It will forever be imbedded in my mind.
These aren't the type of memories that are or were good ones,
that now bring you pain because you know those days and/or that person is gone.
The memories I want to forget are the ones that break you down.
The type where time doesn't seem to pass fast enough,
Like time itself is savoring every moment of your pain,
and every cry you give out for it to just end.
Those memories are of the worst to remember.
Those that kill you on the inside.
The ones that you wish you were just dead.
Even now, when they are nothing mo