retrograde amnesia.

i have forgotten
the sound of your voice .

the faint baby blue
pair of eyes
that betray your attempted facade
every time you tell me you're "okay",
fading . .

the warmth of your porcelain skin,
familiar soul,
strong yet sensitive racing & pounding in your chest,
unspeakable passion . . .

i look when you are not;
every time .

i am forgotten,
just the way i told you i'd be . .

soon you will no longer
have to worry about me . . .

reduced to a stranger .

just say the word...

i will go . .
for you . . .

i will go . .
for you, my love . . .

for you,
i will go . . .