I wish I could say I forgot
But I thought about it all week
I remember you said I couldn’t be gay
But I still am
I don’t remember much of the day
But I, of course, remember exactly what I was wearing
I don’t remember much about you either
But I remember what you did
I don’t know how I got through it or how anyone ever does
But I am still here
I don’t want to know about you
But I am doing quite well these days
I may never manage to forget
But I have healed
I try to help others now
And I can write about it.
