Red Wagon

You are forgotten

like leafs in the wind

I do not dare to touch you

not with my fingers, not with its tips

You are not here.

You are not anywhere.

Never have I been stronger

and forgetful of your face

it seems repulsive to me now.

Let me express the ways

that I have forgotten you

until now

I pull memories down a red wagon

dropping a piece

step by step

Goodbye.
I will not miss you.