i remember yesterdays like
they are words written in stone,
marked into concrete with fragile fingers
and stamped onto crumbling bones.

i remember your face like
it was in the soft morning light,
lips as gentle as wildflowers in summer,
eyes burning like stars in the night.

i remember what you once laughed at,
and what it took to make you cry,
how you promised to never leave me,
and when those words became a lie.

i remember the things you'd whisper
when you thought no one was near,
words i used to hold and cherish
and now cannot cease to hear.

i remember the distance between us,
and the pain you tried to hide,
you always wished to drown your sorrow,
but it was always you that died.

i remember the day emptiness
finally found a home in your eyes,
when your dreams became memories,
and all your hopes took to the skies.

i remember the smell of you,
for your ghost clings to my skin,
fragmented pieces of what we are,
and what we could have been.

i remember what we used to be
like the winter remembers the spring,
before the shadows crossed your memory
and your heart cut all its strings.

i remember when i lost you
under the trees that autumn day,
the leaves fell to mourn your absence
as if they, too, wanted you to stay.

i remember the warmth in your eyes
before you learned how to run,
and i still see you everyday
in the light of the rising sun.

i remember the night we met,
the tangled fingers and amber skies,
but sometimes the hellos we say
are the beginnings of goodbye.