Wistful man alone in a quiet interior room

I forgot to remember to forget you, left the door wide in my head, I thought I locked it, thought I lost it - all the things you never said. Now every quiet corner waits, a trap I haven’t met, I was doing so much better - till I forgot to remember to forget. this poem to image, no text, male protagonist. 8k. highest detail. masterpiece.

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