You asked if I remembered.
I said, “Not sure.”
The truth? I never forgot. How to forget the moment I stood on the edge of reason: to leave, to stay.
Your smile lit the world. Wherever you are, I hope the sun is shining.
When winter calls, pause and recall my loving arms, wrapped ’round you, like a blanket.
I held on too tight.
As rain falls, be still. Sit with forgotten memories. Let them needle into skin: tiny, tattooed moments that ended, far too soon. We could have made it.
This is why we love. This is how we learn.