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my mind may forget but there are parts of me that will always remember the parts of you. because it seems like we were most beautiful that way, in pieces. like the way my palm will always remember the feel of your skin or the way my lips will always remember the taste of morning sunshine on yours.
there are things my mind will forget, but my body will remember for me, painlessly. it'll search for the same thing again, i think, in other bodies, in other parts of other bodies.
so maybe my mind is not as good as forgetting as it thinks it is.
there are things my mind will forget, but my body will remember for me, painlessly. it'll search for the same thing again, i think, in other bodies, in other parts of other bodies.
so maybe my mind is not as good as forgetting as it thinks it is.