2 comments on “i found it in the postcard you left on my heart

  1. “abandoned
    but not erased
    etched on the inside of my heart”

    i have long thought that we never really forget anything, it just gets pushed to the back of our minds where we can’t reach it. maybe only in dreams and when we get a sense of de ja vu, it’s merely a memory coming back to us, like a postcard…

    xx

    • this poem was really driven by that exact kind of experience… a dejavu moment that took me back to some memories i hadn’t thought about in such a long time.. and a sudden ache that i realized had never completely mended..

      thanks so much..

      xx

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