Held on so tight.
It wasnt enough.
You havent forgiven me yet.
I let you leave, for I'd given up.
Until you grabbed me and held me.
I should still be holding you now.
I stared at the words, I think they were my own.
'I was there once,
so I do and did exist'.
Funny, I can't remeber writing them.
Which somehow presses the valus of the words,
Enforcing the fact I was there.
Even if I never remember,
I know I existed and by all means, should still.
I just can't explain why.