Nothing Left to Remind Me

Is there a perfect way to say goodbye

To throw out all the memories

Still there in my bedside drawer

Where does practically and you’re not over them

Draw the line

What is acceptable or not to keep

Safer just to get rid of it all

Their imprint erased

I do not wish to stew in the past

I’ve done it too much before

But all this stuff remains in my unmade bedroom

And I just don’t want to think of you

Elizabeth Almeida ©2021