I Remember
I remember his lips.
I remember his voice.
I remember his hands.
I remember his touch.
I remember his yell.
I remember our fights.
I remember his anger.
I remember his attitude.
I remember his laugh. Why do I only remember what I no longer have? Only if I
could forget what this meant to us. And how I still know of his love for me.
Copyright © Monet Zwolak | Year Posted 2006
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