Absentia

deeply, as i sit, i look far beyond there exists a whole time before now knowing, or not what's come upon i can't seem to recall it somehow your name, your place, your very face in my existence mean so much i think back, try to valiantly retrace who you are, where we met, and such yet i see you now in this very moment and think i recollect an idea put forth to "live in the now" persuasively potent that's the best i can manage henceforth when i grow old, should i be demented please remember as i try, but cannot my expressions to you blank, absented my love for you that i mostly, forgot © Goode Guy 2011-06-22