Trying to forget

In this city, I am trying to forget
Who I was.

Love makes you vulnerable,
I have opened my doors to love.

I am frog in a pot of tepid water
Slowly cooking to death

The cold drafts are rushing in
Through the window

It reminds me of my fur
Now I am skinned and shivering

And I am trying to forget
Who I used to be


4 thoughts on “Trying to forget

  1. Awww. This happens to the best of us, and especially to those of us who are guarded.

    Be vulnerable, dear narrator. It will probably do you a world of good. And, perhaps, you would do well to embrace who you were: a vital piece of the complex puzzle that you are.


    1. Hmm…
      Being vulnerable is not always a good thing, and there are some things that need to be forgotten, lest the past holds down the future.
      Thanks for your comment.


  2. When cupid in all of his mischievous glory unwittingly aims and shoots his arrows at us, our hearts are pierced; we fall..stay in love and become like big teddy bears. We carry on in a certain way…uncanny and totally unbecoming of who we ordinarily are; so much so that we tend not to recognize the person looking back at us when we peer into our mirrors. The charming and mighty dashing Englishman that’s Colin Firth asserts this ‘Being in love’s a very dangerous state. You’re inclined to recklessness and kind of tune out the rest of your life and everything that’s been important to you. Its actually NOT at all pleasurable and I don’t know who the hell wants to get in a situation where you can’t bear an hour without somebody’s company’. Needless to say that I totally get Colin’s indignation and also where this Poet’s coming from. It sooo not a good and happy place especially when love goes sooo wrong!

    Plus, unless finding and falling in love again aint in the cards in the not-so-distant future; ( And there are none guarantees, I mean; who plans to fall in love anyways?😩) then dare I say that forgetting’s as much a futile exercise as is wanting to continue on living life to the fullest; in the total absence of air! πŸ˜ˆπŸ˜†

    ‘Its far harder to kill a phantom than a reality’ surmises Virginia Wolf. So, however do you do away with your own reality when its who you really are? How does one wean off oneself from oneself?Moreover, a quote from the Hollywood Blockbuster movie that’s Goodwill Hunting reads thus….’Sometimes I wish I’d never met you because then I could go to sleep at night not knowing there was someone like you out there’. Suffice it to say that we’re who we are and trust me Doc, there’s no running away from that but I’m doubly sure that this plenty heartbroken and ‘skinless’ frog will love again and even better….he’d be totally transformed into a devastatingly handsome prince at true love’s first kiss. Take it from one who knows! πŸ˜‰πŸ˜‚

    Yet, a certain someone shared most erroneously that my lines of thoughts on his last post was the longest ever and I say ‘Hmph’! ‘I’ve reeled out longer I mean, check this one right out’! πŸ˜ˆπŸ˜‚

    Nicely conceived and true to life this is Doc. In trying to forget, we inadvertently end up keeping those memories too alive. There’s not such a thing as forgetting, the best we can get is wishing and willing ’em away but they stay on….against our will and better judgment! Thumbs up Doc, way to go! πŸ˜ŽπŸ˜„


    1. Yem Yem! you really had to go there huh – about the length of your response? Ok, i am sorry, pardon the error! Lol
      This your comment is full of adorable quotes!
      I mean being is love is a dangerous state when you are not loved back or when your love interest is not available. And it is a phantom that you cannot shake away; then you go to bed every night knowing there is someone out there who you would rather be with, more than anyone else in the world, but you are stuck in a world without them – the horror!
      So, i see you have a new record for the longest post – or am i wrong again?
      Thank you darling, your comment rocks, as always!


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