“Do you remember?” he asked.
I was silent for a long moment.
“Okay, I understand” he said and he walked away.

And I was standing on the dark, shiny wet road
Spotted by the reflection of the street lamps
Thinking, “Do you really?”

Do I remember?

When I hug someone
My arms seems to move in the air in one particular way
Looking for a space they’ve known
And don’t ever seem to find again

Of all the names that I’ve ever been called
One particular funny abbreviation
that someone occasionally chances upon
sends a little, warm tingling through my stomach

When I’m sad
I think of a time the time I was the saddest I’ve ever been
And it doesn’t seem that bad anymore
Except that first moment still hurts, when i think of it.

And my celebrations and achievements
Seem to feel a little less than complete
Even when I share them with my whole world
Because there’s one missing

No, I don’t remember.
You can only remember if you’ve forgotten first.

18 thoughts on “Eternal memory”
  1. “When I hug someone
    My arms seems to move in the air in one particular way
    Looking for a space they’ve known
    And don’t ever seem to find again”

    BRILLIANT!!!

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