you can break me into pieces
and put me in the trash.
you can fold me like a newspaper
and leave me in the train.
you can wipe me off the table
and dust me out the window.
you can grab me by the ankles
and fling me into the water.
you can drop me into the sink
and flush me down the drain.
you can throw me on the floor
and crush me under your foot.
you can erase me in your book
and replace me with another.
and yet,
you can never
forget me.
it's getting dark.
don't let go of my hand,
for we may never find our way back again.