Go. Gone.

I think there is power in letting go of what you want so badly to hold on to. 
I let go of you, and you could not control it.
You were losing control of me.
You had been losing control of me for quite some time.
You just knew all of this before I realized it. 

And so since you did not let go, you had no power.
I let go, and I have held the power since then.

Memory

I have forgotten you.
I can not remember your name,
the way you smell, 
nor the way you kissed me. 

And it hit me the other night, 
that I used to know you.
I used to know you.
I used to know you. 

But I have forgotten you.