Memory Poem by Brooke Lynn Moore

Staring off into the abyss
Listening to the silence
I can see your face when I close my eyes
I can feel your heartbeat in rythm with mine
I can almost reach out and touch your hand
I can see your hair the color of sand
Then I open my eyes and you leave
All I have left are these memories
Sometimes I try to put you out of my mind
Because when I think about you I cry
It hurts to remember, it hurts to think back
So I try not to but then I feel bad
Because, I know that I still love you
I just don't know what to do
So I keep my eyes open and my chin up high
I try not to remember so I don't cry
All thats left is your vivid memory
That I keep trying to put behind me

(Inspiration: Steven H.)