I forget

 Sometimes, I forget how to speak.
I forget the sound of my voice

and the clicking of my tongue;

I forget to breathe when I laugh 

and breath forgets me when I weep.

I forget that there are words to say

and I forget the words unsaid,

I forget the names of my friends,

and I forget that they have forgotten long ago.

I forget the things you have said

and I forget that you hate repeating yourself,

I forget that you loved me

and I forget that you forgot to tell me so.

Sometimes, I forget how to speak.

I have shed this skin of mine too often,

in order to forget the pain;

but I remember,

how difficult it is to forget.

Jehona Thaqi© [sunset in Zurich; Quai-bridge]

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