Forget

I don’t blame you

For leaving like you did.

It was for the best.

The easiest path to take

Is to continue on our way.

We wouldn’t have passed the test

Anyway.

No more questions,

No more words to say.

No fake “I’m sorry”

Salt on an open wound

No “It’s not you”

A knife to the life of a dying circumstance.

It’s more humane.

Causes less pain

For the forgetter.

The forgotten moves out of sight

And out of mind.