Christina Norris
But that doesn’t stop me from thinking of you
Or from playing our song on my iPod
Too many times.
And I hope that you know
That I’ll never forget how I fell asleep on that ride home
Curled up against you
And of how I dreamed simply that I was safe.
But also that I’ll never quite be able to recall
The exact color of your eyes when the sun hit them
Or how your lips
Used to feel against mine.
I used to think of you
Almost every hour, of every day.
But recently,
Your face has faded in my mind
As though you were a memory from a story, or from a distant world.
It’s better this way, I think.
It doesn’t hurt to hear your name anymore.
And so I’ll go on with my life,
And you with yours.
But if our paths cross again someday,
I can only hope that we’ll both remember
The way my hand…
It fit in your palm.
Liz Romeo
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