I can not remember how your hands
or the color of your skin, and the beating in your chest ...
I've forgotten your posture,
and how high you are to me.
not remember where we were
not know if we had a song.
It's hard to remember our conversations
and as I hug ...
not remember the warmth of your body,
the taste of your kisses and your words of love.
not remember our future plans
or promised treasures that we could not find. Forget
many great things ...
as I waved at us, how often we were
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