Forget me

Forget me, he said

like it's so easy to rip memories embroidered in my mind

every look

every touch

that sent sparks flying through my skin

forget me, he repeated like the command

would instantly cut all the strings we've sown as if taking the tag out would completely take the

Itch away as if we're not woven sweaters or dress shirts

half undone

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