I've realized
We have no pictures together
Whatsoever
We spent
So many days talking
And drinking coffee
We didn't have the time to worry about
Saving our moments in photos
And now that I'm past trying to forget you
I cannot remember
Your smile
But how odd is it
That I still remember
What your laugh sounds like
Or how soft your fingers were
When laced in mine
Or how warm I used to feel
When I was with you
[The peculiarity of memories]
YOU ARE READING
H I M
Poesía"Blue eyes for distant Stars Honey eyes for Sunlight, We are the crashing of waves on sand Tree branches reaching for the bright sky We are where you end and I start; We were made to belong." This is a chapter in a book I am putting together. And t...
