Forgetting

Soft whispers
That carry through a wall
And the door opens
With nobody there.

The ocean fills
A heart with emptiness
Like the black abyss
With liquid sorrow.

Darkness always lies
To get what it wants
And hide what it needs
With a strong deception.

Quiet nights
Busy streets
Traffic jams clutter
With no exception.

Many thoughts I have
Revolve around you.
If I could change my mind
I would do it, too.