The ones I loved

It makes me sad to forget
Things that seemed essential
Things that made life worth living
I will forever carry with me the ones I loved
Even the ones who bring with them immense pain
All those moments will be gone when I forget them
And maybe that's good
I'd never love anyone else if I didn't forget the last one a bit
Sometimes I feel like I'm betraying them
Sometimes I feel scared of meeting someone new
I don't think I fear the rejection
I just don't know if I can take all of it again
The heartbreak, the longing
Maybe I'm better like this
Alone
But life has lost its color
And I miss love.