Remember

I'll forget you.

I won't remember arms that pulled me in soft

and slow.

I'll forget you.

There has to be a way to let you go.

No more shadows,

No dreams of leaning in the dark above you.

I will forget how much I love you any day.

But every evening shivers

with the chance that you are near

and every morning whispers

“He is here.”

Each moment is a fight

not to rush into your light,

not to move closer

but to make you disappear.

I'll forget you.

I've got to find the strength

to pull away from your glow.

I'll forget you!

God help me see

the way to let you go!

I do not want you

and still you steal each breath

I'm breathing from me.

with just a touch you overcome me,

and I let you.

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I will forget you

when I die.









This is an excerpt from my favorite song.  It's from  the play "The Scarlet Pimpernel."  It's a beautiful song about a women having trouble forgetting a man she had an affair and fell in love with.  I really like how it's written and in the past, I've related to it.  It's about having trouble forgetting a good memory and her heart and mind arguing.  Sometimes, remembering is a bad thing.

Lyrics by Frank Wildhorn