The Impossible Is Not Possible

Forgetting will forever be
my failed false flag,
just as very attempt to
unlove you falters
at the gate with the wild
recklessness of a mustang
fearful of their first step along
an unchosen destiny.

On good days
I only think of you when
Wind touches my face
with tender reminders,
or Sun warms a memory
too precious to escape.
I try moving on
but the impossible
is not possible
with a heart
steadfastly in stasis
waiting for a sign
that pushes me forward,
or brings me back to you.