I can't remember the way you said my name- you only ever did a few times.
I can't recall your laugh but I can make out the silhouette of your mannerisms.
I found it beautiful- the way you'd sarcastically roll your blue eyes.
I've never seen faces in my memories.
Everyone I try to paint in my mind becomes a watercolor blur.
I will forget so many parts of you but I will never forget your nose.
From the moment you said you hated it I vowed I'd love it-
And I did.
Perfect slope for your face.
The only identifier of you in my mind.
YOU ARE READING
What I Said After You Stop Listening
Poetry"I want to cry and get it out of my system but the tears never overflow: I'm drowning from within." My 10th poetry book Started: 5-6-23 Finished: 1-26-24
