comfortable silence- a collection of poems

faces

You said

I was the only face you could ever remember.

Everyone else's was a blur

and somehow mine was always clear.

Is that how you look at me

when we're in a crowd?

Everyone else is a blur

it's just you

and me

and us.

I never told you,

but I memorized yours, too.

Every feature, every crack

every freckle, every speck

of gold

buried in those soft green eyes.

Every curve.

Every feature.

Every freckle.

You were who I looked for in a crowd.

You were who I wanted

when I cried and cried,

pulling my hair out

trying to weed 

these evil thoughts from my brain.

You were always who I looked for.

Come and find me

in this crowd

one last time.

Memorize me.

Memorize me.

memorize me.

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