by Kate
Your memory fades,
I am lost
In a sea of your life
I am sailing with people I never knew.Fragments of me come back,
My eyes, my hair,
My favorite sweater.
While you sit alone in your office,
You see me on a park bench
In your memory.
You search for my identity,
but nothing is found.
I am forgotten.
Sunday, June 14, 2009
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