Symbols Of A Dove Poem by Shakeela Kingzley

I'm thinking back to a time
A time I had forgotten
When I used to call you mine
Before our love turned rotten

I can't picture your face
My memories are bleak
They seem to be replaced
Or lightened every week

I'm trying to hear your voice
But all I get is static

To be sad, or to rejoice?
Feelings remain erratic

And how could I forget
A scent I did admire

That healed me when upset
The water to my fire

I've seen our pictures fade
Guess they all should go
Not to be remade 
It was lifetimes ago

So I struggle to remember
The symbols of a dove
I struggle to remember
That we'd ever been in love