He sees her passing by in a mall.
\nGod, how he hates seeing her.
\nHe just wants to forget her,
\nkeep her out of his mind,
\nabolish all those memories,
\nthe good ones, the bad ones.
\nShe sees him too, looks his way.
\nHe doesn\u2019t acknowledge her.
\nIt\u2019s just too damn painful.
\nHe never wants to see her again.
\nHe\u2019s been trying so hard to let go.
\nSeeing her passing by
\nbrought back all the memories of her.
\nFor a disturbing moment, he lingers
\non all the good times:
\nhow good she felt in his arms,
\nthe sweet softness of her body,
\nthe smell of her perfume,
\nher tender embrace,
\nthe sincerity in her voice
\nwhen she said, \u201cI love you.\u201d
\nWith a near herculean mental effort,
\nhe buries those memories
\ndeep in the depths of his mind
\nand regains some sanity again.<\/p>\n
Bob Boyd<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
He sees her passing by in a mall. God, how he hates seeing her. He just wants to forget her, keep her out of his mind, abolish all those memories, the good ones, the bad ones. She sees him too, looks his way. He doesn\u2019t acknowledge her. It\u2019s just too damn painful. He never wants… Continue reading