forgetting you

 the memories of her would haunt me

houses
rings
clothing
other things
kisses
screams
scratches
dreams
nightmares.
wanting the bad
to taste the good
needing the sad
to appreciate the would, could, shoulds, and 
didn’ts.
looking back to find what’s forward. 
running to learn to walk. 
tire out your only self to learn what it truly is to rest.
there were a thousand things that I thought
and a million more that i thought I knew.
there were 100 ways for me to tell you i loved you. 
and a billion more ways to simply make it into a show. 
a show of you
a show of me
a pattern of Us.
there were quilts woven
there were roads less traveled
there were forgotten things
and lost things
houses
rings
clothing
other things
kisses
screams
scratches
dreams….
nightmares. day scares. 
scars.
metal bars. 
court rooms. faints. swoons. 
remember the memories. of all the times… 
blinds.
blinders.
Blind.
Lost.
Found
Spun
Timed.
…….. some things lost… are never meant to be found.
some work is lost
and then something new is on the way to be created. 
so profound!
remember me when you hear a sound. 
remember the sound when you see my face. 
remember the feeling when you look.
remember the look when you remember.
forget about us. 
remember me. 
 
 
 

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April 15, 2013

You have such a gift. You write so beautifully. There is a beauty and yet a sadness that pulls at ones heart. I love your work.