Forgetting You

I do not recall when I first met you,
It escapes me now, and there is nothing I can do.
I do not remember the color of your shirt,
The texture of your tie,
Or when we first convert,
Hello to goodbye.

The more and more I don't recall,
I don't remember you at all.
I wish that maybe somehow I did,
I wish that from me my memories did not hid.

But alas my memories are gone,
And your absence has lasted so dearly long,
That I fear I will never remember again,
Perhaps some more memories to me you can lend?

Reviews

[Jack Kennedy]

I hope he did! Another nice poem. I especially liked the First verse

[LL]

Sounds like an all too familiar trail I have walked upon as well. Good job-Levi

[A.J.]

i wish this were the case with me! well done!

[Patient Poet (Yos)]

I do not remember the color of your shirt,
The texture of your tie,
Or when we first convert,
Hello to goodbye.

last two lines are the best, Poetic and touching , I adore the ability to say so much with so little

[MoriartyMesa]

Reminds me of a Michelle Branch balled, something that could be transformed into music and spoken word slow kind of tune.

[Phoenix]

Aww I love this! Despite some forced rhymes it's very nice!