Woman

They tell us all these stories

About women who became unforgettable

Because they walked away

And their absence opened up an ocean of longing

And their fault was only that they were too beautiful to be grasped

Between two arms and kept close.

They tell us stories about the women who were unattainable

Because they vanished

Inside a plane to Paris

On a road to Mandalay

In a train to Little Britain

And who carried the hearts of the men they left behind

In their suitcases.

They tell us to leave

In other words,

Because otherwise we will be forgotten

Abandoned

Cheated

Walked over

We will be just the shadow of a dream

And irreplaceable is just a word we fantasize

Because we cannot be the exception

But the painful rule.

But I want to stay

Be the woman

Who remains

Who forgets

And she was just a girl

Who came back

To the man who felt

She was unforgettable to.