losing my memories (mind)

I remember yesterday.

it was the first time I had picked up my guitar in what feels like years.

It felt like home.

And the memories of home fell back into a slightly curved smile.

I remember when all I would do was listen for a lonely whisper to match my own, 

I remember when  I kept my fingernails long enough for comfort.

I remember the way you called my darling and how Conversations always ended with a heavy heart.

I remember when I saw my dad cry. and cry. and cry.

I remember when all I wanted to do was paint because painting was simple and all I ever craved was simplicity.

I remember when I fell in love with a thunderstorm. 

I remember what you would say to me when I was sad, it was something between beautiful and forgotten.

I remember when an empty ' I love you ' meant a thousand words but one. 

I remember swinging under that big oak tree and dreaming about futures that didn't exist.

I remember the way you smiled.

don't you?

I remember cigarette smoke taking your breath away.

I remember when the world was made of hand guns. Maybe it still is.

I remember the way our parents would talk about high school.

I remember hellos, and I remember goodbyes.

I remember you, and I remember who I used to be.

I remember everyone who left.

I remember the way we laughed.

we always used to laugh.

I miss my memories. I miss our laughter.

I am trying to stand still and hold onto every memory.

but they keep slipping through my fingertips

Because some memories last longer than others.