#WritcoPoemPrompt115
Threw out old boxes,
Regrets and photographs,
Empty pockets and lockets,
And your memories, your holographs.

But how do I ever get rid of the times we spent together;
Your words, your peoms with my name as their headers?
How do I ever let go of the love you made me feel for myself?
How do I undo all the feelings I have never even felt?

Cause on somedays,...