by Kelan Putnam

Created on: January 27, 2009

I remember

leftovers because that was all there was

feeling bad but the pain lied

being tough because

I remember

that time you lost me

an accident straight down a ravine

happiness gone underground

I remember

sweet strawberries because the taste was

out of this world

craving your call all night long

I remember

buildings, ugly battles, brittle days

of December keeping everyone indoors

coming for comfort, a sinking isolation

I remember

no one who I love like I do you

your voice, your smile, the truth

it calls me when nothing else can

I remember

that to forget is to

rearrange things

which teaches me nothing

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