If I woke up tomorrow and didnt remember the past,
I think I might finally be free.
If I didnt remember You or Him or Her or Them or Us,
Maybe I would find space to find Me.
If I didnt remember all of the mistakes i made and the crippling fear of the ones I will make,
Maybe i wouldnt be made of whispers and
Terrifying notions of eternities.
If I could forget how everyplace I have been is not where I was supposed to be,
Maybe the cobwebs would sweep themselves
And I could finally learn why my eyes are “so beautiful”.