I feel inclined to forget all about you
to just let it all go and pass out to sea
but like stars they come back
thoughts of you every night.

Rember that time
At the end of the path
Full of grasshoppers mating
When We sat on the edge of
The edge of that old dock

I rember because we talked about your dad
How he was murdered some warm night  in may


I rember because we watched the fish jump
How the river went so fast
I can never forget

I rember
Too well

I want nothing more than to

                                                forget


One afternoon we spent together
A lifetime I will still be trying
To do nothing more than
                                                forget