Forget the moment.

Silent but true.

Forget the seasons.

Lost and fading from you.

Forget our feelings.

So pure and strong.

Forget the temptation.

And all that is wrong.

Forget the sunrise.

It's far too late.

Forget the dawning.

Of a brand new day.

Forget the chance.

To start over again.

Forget the heartbreak.

It was only a matter of sin.

Forget the reasons.

I stood up for you.

Forget the changes.

Of what we once knew.

Forget the sorrow.

It will surely pass.

Forget me.

Forget us.

For we did not last.

And forget this poem.

That I dedicate to you.

Forget all the words.

That I spoke so true.

-Chelsea

4-14-07