..?
now i absorb
from afar
what you look like,
who you are
through photographs i found
in the hall,
of that day we took off
together.
and i wish that i could
remember for myself
as not just some
.f.a.d.e.d...m.e.m.o.r.y.
of how your skin felt,
the taste of your kiss,
the way you felt
when i thouched you
like this.
so i just sit here
and try to imagine
who you're with,
where you are,
do they care?
are you scarred?
and then i wonder
"do i still matter too?
or was i
a fleeting moment
not even in your heart,
but in
my own dreams
..?"
Sunday, Apr. 03, 2005 - 1:52 am