You Forgot Me

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Anti hedonist
Mercilessly cruel

I will roam your mind
Without guilt
Without shame

Until we can see
changes in me
and in you

Can you imagine what I am?

I am something you lost
Through regrets
I am something you need
Even if you don’t know it

Are you recognizing me yet?

The courageous seek me
The wicked stay in line
The old have no time for me
The young think they have plenty of time
To understand my power

So, giving up?

I am something you create
And yet, I don’t exist
I can drive you to madness
If mistaken or forgotten

I am your dream.

Fragments of the Imaginary Fragments of the Imaginary
Laura Esteves

Laura Esteves

Laura Esteves builds worlds with words, and dismantles the ones that already exist. She writes about what hurts, what transforms and what refuses to be forgotten. She writes about love, identity and the systems that insist on defining us.

She believes literature is the only place where truth doesn't need permission. Her texts are born from the certainty that every story told with courage is an act of freedom; for whoever writes and whoever reads.

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