Forget-me-not. I forget you, yes, I erase it all. I stop naming you, I forbid you. I forbid everything that reminds me of you. 

But there are flowers, I need to gift flowers and I don't have Fall with me but Spring is coming. Spring is me, I'm also Fall. Fall is in me, the goddess, the goddess is me and I blossom in butterflies. 

Forget-me-not. I don't forget you. I name you, and everything that reminds me of you is mine and it's also me. The only way I can erase you is to name you.

I gift flowers, and I forget-you-not.

Phersephone Kore