Treasure Island

Emmanuel Arunee Mwanza


Amnesia


Small I was then when I met you
A toddler was my look, yet had a big heart to love
My eyes, heart fell on you
My little love started to grow within the little me
I began to change because I had met you

Meeting you was not by accident
Nor was it an accident, yet I ended up with amnesia
No matter how much you said no,
I kept forgetting it all, it doesn’t matter you ignore me
I keep forgetting because of this amnesia of love

Never been on a sinking ship
But a thought of you gone, felt like I was sinking
How I wished it was a long sleep
Only to find its real, you are gone
Only memories remain, memoirs
And yet I can’t forget that I love you

Submitted: Friday, October 04, 2013
Edited: Friday, October 04, 2013

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