Memories

He never seems to leave her
because she lives inside;
the pleasant and the hard
and all the shades between.

Touch me,
move me,
hamper me,
heal me;
complicit in where I am today—
where I am tomorrow
if I’ll let.

To choose because of you;
to choose despite you;
you appear as you will
something to relish or leave.

Love.

Experience.

People.

Choices.

Living.

Memories.

‘I love you’ rings in my head

Thinking of how many times I’ve heard them

Those words, they appear in me now and again

Whether you’re here or some where

‘I love you,’ rings in my head