there was once a time
when i loved you so much
when i found myself floating precariously
on a sea of your thoughts,
sometimes rough and
just like the way your hands
felt in mine.
i knew every crevice
of your broken body from
the scar behind your left ear
from the summer you thought
you could fly
to the architecture of your collarbone,
curved like your smile,
my lips’ favorite landing strip.
i cried when you cried because
i believed that my tears could
heal your sorrow
and dampen my heartache.
but i learned that i was wrong,
that i was not a phoenix
and that you were not a sparrow
and neither of us would escape the cold.
my love for you became malnourished,
and i forgot the sound of your laugh.
i forgot how you liked your eggs fried not boiled
i forgot the way you greeted me on the phone
i forgot why you always gave me tulips instead of roses.
i forgot that i forgot that i forgot
because the fire was doused and
memories became ashes
drifting away into the wind.