It used to be gut wrenching to review each wrong,

The things that people did to me.

The bricks of grief I dragged like heinous medals

“Forgive the jabs, the bullying, the tears—

Let bygones be!”

But some hatchets were too large to bury.

Now I live in perpetual present, my memories wiped clean.

The things I can’t recall about my past—

My empty screen,

Don’t bother me.

My day is now, this moment only;

My soul is light, I could take flight.

Don’t ask me to recall your name.

I don’t know why you’re sorry.