If you lost your memory
And I was lost to the depths of your mind
Do you think your heart would remember me?
Would you do a double take,
Not because you thought I looked pretty,
But because something about my eyes
Made a little string tug on your heart
.
I think if I lost my memories
And you were lost to the depths of my mind
My heart would remember you.
I think I would do a double take
Not because I thought you looked pretty
But because something about your eyes
Made a little string tug on my heart
If I lost my memory of you
I think I'd see you looking at me
With a dull sadness in your eyes,
That would tug at my heart a little.
And I would know that I've seen that dullness before
Then I'd ask you if I knew you
And you'd look at me intently
Light would start to replace the shadows
With hope.
And something would tug on my heart again.
I'd know that I needed to make you smile
Smile so genuinely that your eyes would sparkle.
And you'd respond back to me with a question that mimicked my own
"Do you know me?"
And I'd whisper
"I don't know"
Then you would mimic me again
"I don't know"
And my heart would skip a beat
Because I'd know this from somewhere
A memory would unlock
And it'd still be fuzzy and hard to remember
But I'd know you.
I'd know that I had known you.
So I'd look you in your eyes
And say
"I do know you!"
And your eyes now full of hope
Would search mine
And I'd look into your eyes
Feeling flustered
So then I look down
Wracking my brain to remember
Holding on to the new memory I unlocked.
Then you gently touch my arms
Asking "hey cute girl, are you okay?"
And I'd suck in a sharp breath.
Because the memory would clear up.
And the next thing I knew
I was remembering a version of you
Looking up at the sky
Smiling
With sparkles in your eyes
And a name suddenly surfaced
"Owen?"
Then I'd look back up and repeat your name with resolve
"Owen"
And you'd smile
With sparkles that lit up your eyes
And you'd smile
With a smile I was so familiar with
And you'd smile
And hold me in your arms
And everything about you would come back.
Every little thing
Every little moment
Everything.
.
I'm not worried about losing my memories
I know that they'll never be gone for too long
Because you'll always be there at the end of everything
To tug on my heart
And bring me back
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PoetryI write poetry. So you're good? I didn't say that. I write poetry. So you can rhyme? I don't always. I write poetry. So you tell stories? Every time.