I have memory problems.
I can’t ever seem to remember
so I’ve never been able to reminisce.
Yet unlike anything before,
There you are,
stuck in my head.
It could be months,
But I still remember
your first hello
to me.
My hippocampus has a dilemma,
The doctors don’t
have a diagnosis
for me yet.
I haven’t been able to
collect little mementos
of specific footsteps
walking towards me,
only yours.
Your words are
imprinted on my skin
like tattoos
as if I wrote them there,
But what you speak is all I see.
I have watched
and can
recall every way
and
turn
your smile turns into.
I haven’t had those feelings of nostalgia,
I haven’t had
the luxury of
recalling the touch
of someone’s skin,
Someone's eyes, or the way
they look at me,
Not even specific places I’ve been with them.
I haven’t,
And I probably won’t ever,
But you’re the exception.
- Author: Christ(a) (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: January 16th, 2023 15:11
- Category: Unclassified
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