forget me, not because I am forgettable,
but because the memory of me is too painful.
forget me, not because you can easily move on,
but because I haunt you.
forget my smile, my laugh, the taste of my lips.
erase from your mind my touch, my love.
forget me because to remember me is worse than death.
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Erisel Cruz is a social media & communications consultant for Utah Dine Bikeyah, and writer based in Maryland. She's an avid reader, gaymer, Pokemon Master, and lover of fountain pens. She is a web administrator of For Colored Girls Who Lead and Teh Lunchbox Publications. Find her on Twitter chatting about pop culture @EriselCruz or on Instagram hiking and journaling @erisel.
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