Lost Memories
I remember when I was small we would come over and you would cook. I remember when I was a girl. I remember how you used to look. I remember when I used to stay overnight for days with you . I remember what we used to say. I remember what we used to do. But you don't remember what we did. You can hardly remember my name. We used to share these memories. But now they are not the same. There is a void where the lost memories are deep inside of me. And all too often they seem an illusion. As if they just cease to be. Written December 21st, 2001 © on Dec 21 2001 11:28 AM PST 18 • 0 • 10
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