Forgotten Love

It lingers in the remnants of past memories shared-

The curvature of their smile,

The sound of their laughter.

Of long nights talking over the phone,

And days hanging out together.

It exists in the desire for them to be happy-

Even though it's not with you,

Even though it hurts to know that they'll move on.

And you'll never forget how happy they made you,

Or how lonely it was when they left.

It lives on through the next person-

In the gestures that made you fall in love with them,

In the sides of them that you didn't see.

And the love is recycled by you,

To be renewed by the person that they love.

Forgotten, but not lost.