I Have Memories Of You. Poem by Sandra Kavanagh Josefsson

I have memories of you.
Some good, some bad.
Of our time together,
of all that was mad.

Sometimes I am reading a book,
and then a thought of you appears.
Sometimes I am asleep,
and you turn up with my fears.

I try to forget you,
I really do.
But your face appears,
like some lost forgotten book.
I just cannot forget that look.

Maybe one day,
while I go asleep,
my thoughts will send me soaring deep,
in peaceful mode, where I can relax
and not dream of you,
not hold myself back.

But for now you stay,
as it has always been.
My memories of you
will soon fade and become thin.

Verse: Sandra Kavanagh (c) .