*prompt is the theme, but not actually a part of the poem. it is the theme though.*

Sometimes I wish I could erase

all the memories of you that drill into my head.

Forget the fact we used to be close.

It only hurts when you remember what they said

before they went and got themselves dead.

Your words are a reminder that echoes through my brain,

a calm yet menacing feeling pounding down my spine,

I hope one day I’ll see you again,

until then I’ll live in melancholy, knowing you were never mine.

It’s selfish the way I wished you lived,

so maybe someone would love me like the Beast loved Belle

or Prince Charming loved Cinderella,

instead I’m stuck with the memories that make me feel like hell.

I wanted to be your wife as you bought your first house,

as you got your first job and complained every second,

your face is burned into my head every time I try to remember,

thanks to you, my mental health has been threatened.

I love the way you talked to me,

but it still hurts to think about you.

Because honestly, you were the only reason

I didn’t disappear out of the blue.

They say never forget,

your experiences make you wise.

But every time I see your name,

the only sound you can hear is cries.

The pain you caused on accident

ended up needing anesthesia.

Honestly, Dame, you make me

wish I had the worst kind of amnesia.