I remember you as if you were the spring blossoms I see so often in the summer
I remember that I called you all because I forgot what your voice sounded like and was horrified by what I found
your voice that I had forgotten so easily had come rushing back to me with that one phone call
my heart stopped and my brain stuttered and my voice became soft.
I heard you repeating "hello?" over and over again, yet you didn't hear me until my seventh shy, and quiet "Hi"
I remember how I hid my feelings within my music and within what I read and what I created
I bottled my feelings until you messaged me and I cried until you left me be, and while I was alone, for those few minutes that were truly months, I missed you
I missed your presence, I missed how I imagined how you smelt and I missed how you looked because, after a few days of freezing, my brain let that memory leave me as well.
I was all alone in the year you were gone.
I only remember I've known you for 8 months
and then you were gone.
and you're here again.
You won't stay
and You won't leave.
I know who you are and how you act and why you did what you did, but I don't think you could have imagined that you would hurt me how you did
you've become all knowing
like an old classic tale, I remember reading when I was young, pages now yellowed at the edges, words fading, and losing meaning.