I'm trying to remember
(between the flashbacks)
whether I ever talked to you
Making my mind blank
(to the point of sleep)
brings no recollection
of a conversation
not an utterance, nor a question
Just a whole lot of shifting
and moving, colour and light
(and then not so light)
It's a little dark
I can't remember anything about you
anything you have done
(or might be doing)
perhaps even want to do?
I know that I could not have forgotten
You can't have told me in the first place
Because I really can't...
... remember
~ Copyright Charlotte Sometimes (SRWB) 2008
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