Doodle

I doodle down
a collection of thoughts
regarding our demise
pure and honest
unlike our love
foolish to think
we would survive
something built on lies
that would never disappear
and always haunt
always taunt
me
I doodle in pen
because some things
can’t be erased
like the way I loved you
the way you hurt me
and the anger that resides now
if I look back in 40 years
I want to remember
with an honest mind
exactly what this was
the highs the lows,
not just a foggy recollection
distorted by forgiveness
or longing.
I doodle in pen
as a reminder
to never fall for you
again.