Exorcism

It is strange when
sometimes you want me to forget
to let go of the past
to unlearn all the memories
and scrape all the events
from my mind
without feeling any regret

You want to erase every
single moment in the time spent
so you can exorcise me
and let my soul heal for better
so the mourning finally stops
and the life can finally go on

When you try very hard
to stop this incessant
falling of tears
making those dry trails on my face,
so that I can live beyond that
phase.

Beyond that reflection
which is deeply etched in my
soul,
and refuses to part ways with me
and consumes me whole,

You try all your spells and totems
and all you magic potions to cure
me from this stigma of
unrequited love
but everything turns into dust
and fails miserably
when the exorcism fails
and I wanna stay in love
with my sorrow
and don’t wanna let it go.

Photo by AJ Colores on Unsplash

This post is in response to the daily prompt Frantic