Forget who he is. Remember to forget. Remember how he walks, the color of his skin, the curve of his neck, the shape of his lips, and find it in the strangers you meet day after day. Find him in other people and think how truly ordinary he is because you see him so much in other people. People you don’t even know. Fight the nostalgia. Be in understated comfort knowing he wasn’t really special to begin with.
And lastly, forget yourself. For get who you are when you are with him. Forget the unwilling realtaionship he had imposed on you, leave all the traces of his negativity behind you. Forget how happy he made you feel, likewise remember how stupid you felt when you believed him. Forget being forgiving, how he was the only person to have broken your trust more than enough times and yet, stick to him undeservinglyyy so.
Forget being noble, for sticking to a person who doesn’t deserve you. For thinking that maybe you both could do good I’m each other’s lives. Forget being idealistic, how he managed to corrupt your mind that something can overcome all trivialities: something called love.
Forget being mad and mean, a consequence of being in a place wrought out of lies. Forget who you are when you are with him and find yourself in a place rid of any trave of him. Forget everything and start in a better place.