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”.