“I will never forget,”

I say and I mean it

as the memory

gets tucked away

in a small room

inside my brain

and my heart,

my heart has the key,

the only key,

to that little room.

It is well known,

the heart sure likes

to make but

can’t actually keep

such promises

to open the door

to such little rooms

and let the memory out.

So, the door never opens

and the memory never

gets visited

all because the heart

has too many keys

to too many rooms

which means

the little room

where the memory

is tucked away

never reopens.

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