I remember the shade of blue your eyes are in the sunlight and the bright moonlight when you're looking into mine.
I remember how wide your smile gets when you laugh.
I remember how light your hair gets in the sun, or how the tip of your nose and your ears turn bright pink when we walk outside in the winter.
I remember the way you smirk at me when you think I'm not paying attention.
I remember your voice. I remember your face. I remember you.
Do you think I'm going to forget?
Because I'm afraid that someday, I will.
--I miss you more each day.
n.s.
YOU ARE READING
well, that didn't work: an autobiography
Poetryeverything i've never had the courage to say.