I just want to be slightly drunk, half naked, and completely on top of someone.
Starting from today, I will no longer remember the conversations we had. Or the empty promises that we never kept.
I will not remember the ways you said “I love you” or the moments of “I miss you”.
I do not remember your favourite songs anymore, or even how you don’t like chocolate cake.
I will forget how much you love being kissed on the neck, and they way you whisper my name.
I won’t ever forget the smell of your hair, or the way you smile at your feet.
When there was a time we walked together, hand in hand.