To Be Forgot

Some names fade like footprints in the rain.
once dear to the heart, now hard to explain.

Faces grow distant, voices grow thin,
lost to the silence where memories dim.

Such is the way, a tear drop to the sea.
Drifting - even from memory.


But you, you not.
Never I guess, to be forgot.

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1. This is quietly beautiful and deeply touching. 🌧️✨ The imagery of names fading “like footprints in the rain” carries such a soft ache, and the closing lines leave a lasting emotional echo. There’s something timeless about the way you capture memory, loss, and the one soul that remains unforgettable. Simple, poetic, and truly moving..

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