…Remember Me…
Passing in spools of linen,
Blonde hair frizzing, salty from the sea,
Camera strapped around my neck,
This is how you should remember me.
Memories brush the surface,
We shared so much and held each other in,
Tightly grasping the edge of the unknown,
I was just a game, you were never ready to win.
Life spilled out of my lungs,
Holding back what could never be,
Dancing in the kitchen, middle of the night,
I wonder, is this how you remember me?
Crying at our doorstep, leaving you forever,
Packed my books, our memories, baggage and all,
Told you I loved you one last time,
Escaped without you seeing me fall.
One day you will understand,
Just why I needed to set myself free,
Holding back only made me break,
That wasn’t how I wanted you to remember me…
(To be continued….?)
