I miss you(?)

I miss you
(?)
I wonder if I will
forget why I miss you
Why did we love?
Why did we end?
The everyday
That day
Today

I wonder

if forgetting
is a possibility
and impossibility
seems likely, yet
I find myself
asking why
I feel the
way I do
And all
that is
left
is

I
miss
you

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