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Do you remember

Do you remember when voices from the past called me to your side
Do you remember when both our heartbeats were the toughest to hide
Do you remember when you called me a gift because to you time had never been too kind
Do you remember when you said my stubbornness was my strength and not a weakness
Do you remember the holes we patched over like a seasoned seamstress
Do you remember when you touched me and it felt so good I couldn't imagine how I had existed with so much less
Do you remember when we got home and all you wanted to see was my body underneath that dress
Do you remember when you whispered love and chuckled like you were new to this
Do you remember when our eyes met and it was as natural as coming up for a kiss
Do you remember when you made me laugh until my belly was sore
Do you remember when you promised you wanted to give me all that and more
Do you remember when the cancer started to grow
Do you remember when we started fighting and we didn't even know what for
Do you remember how our voices would rise and you became numb to my cries
Do you remember when you spit venom and we became sick from the words said out of spite
Do you remember never picking up or returning my calls most nights
Do you remember the resentment when two forks in the road never met
Do you remember every time we got back together and it never did quite work out
Do you remember when you told me about your kids
And you said to your girl you would always try to be a better father
Do you remember when I said all you had to do was be there
Do you remember when I said when daddy left I lived in fear
Fear of rejection
Fear of abandonment
Do you remember when I told you I had learnt to protect my emotions
Do you remember how that brought the wrath of your rage upon me like an ocean
Do you remember how we used to joke about meeting family
Do you remember how you surmised your favourite sister would love me
Do you remember when you'd tell me about your day
Do you remember when it mattered what I would say
Do you remember my feeling so much you took as a lesson
Do you remember when you held me close and called me a blessing
Do you remember after every fight
It was a mad race to see who was right
Do you remember when you yelled at me and my tears left stains on your bathroom floor that night
Do you remember when it was so hard to breathe I would lay hands on you
Because who we made each other become held different perspectives of the same view
Do you remember how they warned us about this love
But thoughts of each other were just blurred reflections of our faces in a puddle of rain
Do you remember when you called me names
But like a bird in a cage and I could never take flight
Do you remember when I found out you could share us with somebody new
I drank all day and all night because of you
Do you remember the anger
Did you see the pain
The same lips that kissed me now called another's name
Do you remember saying that all love was the same
Do you remember when we finally accepted the death of a flame

Do you remember when I told you the last time we spoke all I could smell was the decay
Do you remember telling me that destruction is as destruction does
Closed lines of communication and fevered emotion
Do you remember when we never foresaw the corrosion?

Comments

  1. such honesty ... thats a full affair lifestory. ups and downs. lived

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  2. That was the intent behind the piece, glad that was your take-away as well. I ALWAYS APPRECIATE YOUR INPUT.

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