kbreinich

I Can't Remember

I can’t remember his face anymore.

Or the way his voice sounds.

I don’t remember how

his lips curve into a perfect line

every time he smiles.

 

I used to wish for this.

To forget, to not remember.

And now that I finally can’t,

I don’t know what to make of it.

Or what to feel.

 

I’m not happy,

or sad.

I just feel lost.

A little bit confused.

 

Like I’m grasping at

the last bit of memories.

The final pieces of him

that I have.

 

I just cannot bring

it forth in my mind.

 

And no matter how

hard I try to I think of him,

or how long I stare

at a picture of him.

When I close my eyes,

I just can’t.

 

I can’t remember his face anymore.

Comments1

  • AAA

    Wow i love reading your writing it is so raw yet elegant!



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