I remember how it feels to touch your face
the feeling
the physical touch
I felt it for so long
I remember all of that
I miss myself
I wish I could listen to her
on that one birthday
I wish I knew what it was like again
to turn fifteen
not for you
a little for you
but for myself mostly
I remember the feeling of the shirt I wore that day
I remember cleaning the frozen yogurt off the floor in my bedroom when I bumped it
but I can't remember how you felt in my heart and my head
and I'm really very sad
not for you
a little for you
but mostly for myself
