Forgotten, Or Not.

Busy and immersed. So much so that I have forgotten.

Is this a good sign? Or is this bad? I don't know and I better not think.

I should have gone to bed when I should. I wouldn't have recalled if I had.

I should not have looked at that calendar when I shouldn't. I would have completely forgotten if I hadn't.

Maybe it happened for a reason. Maybe some great force out there wants me to remember.

Or maybe I have never forgotten. I simply have it tucked away in this little corner in my heart.

It, however, has a mind of its own. And comes out against my will. To make my emotions swell and tears flow. And my mind full of you.