Remember Me By This

"Remember me by this" is what you said as you bequeathed what you bequothe to me from within your hand upon to mine, a locket you yourself had made and just a day before, with the very hands that grazed mine then; the only ones to touch my core. i was shook and shaken full of fear and also anger too but you did what you had done and one last time you disappeared. that locket in my hands, the hands that yours had touched too soon before, those hands then clenched so tight the clasp your hands had made with so much care was stuck sealed solid for four more years. not a word did i speak to you nor would i had i found you. not a single sound then passed these lips upon this face, this face of mine you used to kiss, not a single sound was meant for you or either of your ears. not until that seal stuck solid gave way and brought back your disappearing day did i ever say a word, a word which what was wished to whisper passed your thoughts and echo off the walls that you had built inside your heart, the walls s that you yourself had built with those very hands, the walls which never kept me out but which had never let me in. stuck solid seals give way in such a fashion that the clasp is then just more decay, and upon mine eyes gazing at that locket which you yourself had made with the very hands you hold holding someone else's to this day, i did not see what i had seen each day before. for those four years it was your golden face, a face that stopped one's heart at but a glance then made it quicken pace. your golden face inside that locket, with a smile only god could make, with the very hands which he must hold, which must have made the rest of you, but this was not the case. within that locket which you gave to me with words telling, that this, the only way must be how i remember you, i did not find your golden face, nor silver smile, but instead a picture of myself grinning like a child. i do remember the occasion though i know it's not important, you wished to be remembered- not in physical attraction but in how you let me love you and from your every silver smile my school boy reaction. the words i then did whisper from my lips to yours, words i doubt you noticed as we are far from each our doors, these words whispered something that i feared, something that i feared so deeply i had never said before but yes i mean them now and do i ever mean them truly - I am sorry.