Remember

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I don't quite remember you,

I only know your names.

I remember vaguest bites on my toes,

and paws on my face.

I remember eating cat food by your side,

I remember sleeping in the sun.

Remembering days that passed slower than now,

where time was much simpler,

and the days were drawn out longer.

When my problems began,

and ended with the sun.

When my world revolved around me,

and my delights.

I also remember the day you fell,

and we didn't know how.

Being too young to understand death,

too young to comprehend grief.

Only knowing that you weren't here anymore,

not knowing why you were gone.

I remember the days after you ran away,

not knowing why you were gone so soon,

not knowing why I didn't see you anymore.

I remember chasing you on unsteady feet,

I remember kisses on your nose,

I remember paws on my face.

You are so vague to me,

that my memories are incomplete.

Every time I think of you,

I lose more details of what was really true.

You're rewritten by my mind,

I only have second handed stories,

and pictures from that time.

I was far too young,

You were far too fleeting.

We only ever buried one of you,

In our garden now not ours.

Your burial in a neighbourhood forgotten.

I remember you in blinking memories,

and stories we tell to friends.

Reminiscing about the past,

thinking about you then.

Honouring your name,

despite not knowing you the same.

Too young to remember,

But old enough to mourn.

I'm sorry dearest loves,

i'm sorry my dearest cats,

I send my love,

years past since I remember your face.

I'm sorry I can't tell you that today.

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