A.W. Books & Poetry

Forgive, I will.

Forget, I will never.

Three strikes and you’re out,

Send in another batter

Because you couldn’t see if it was written in neon letters

And you’re not sorry,

I know better.

So will it happen again?

Never.

Because you lost something real

When I cut the tether.

So real that you can’t fathom it’s gone forever.

Don’t worry,

Time will make it better.

But forget, you will never.

So, thank God I didn’t let you ruin my December.

Now all that’s left is a pain I’ll always remember

So will this happen again?

Never.

~Annalise