Don't forget.

I hate to have the brain that carries-
the grain of detail that slips my mind,
drives you wild and makes me quake-
for I hate to partake in bringing the jungle out of you...

I wish it were with intent that my mind blurs,
my memory and chooses to get ahead of me-
in causing you displeasure; ayeh, neither can I say-
it's above me for its from within me that I act-
the way I act when I cut through hurt your heart...

I can't explain why bit bit I reserve things,
in cache memory yet they should be stored-
for me to access like an ATM,
so we can be at par and carry our love like elegant fur...

It's annoying how most nights and days over-
months we spend apart, we see the same twilight,
half full and full moon but as it is with us and the moon;
we can barely lay a hand to feel each other.

The path we've taken is like a desert filled with dunes-
in which we sink- with winds that test our grip,
mirages that keep us hopeful and tumble-weeds,
that let us know we are alive and not alone,

I wish I'd get on top of things like the sky,
that holds the rain so that I'd know your pain,
even before it comes trickling and inexplicably falling-
like a dried leaf off a tree feeling abandoned.
maybe, I'd be able to stop it...

I can not tell you if we'll be okay,
I'm no doctor; although I wish I were, like you;
I'd give us a diagnosis and treat us if we were catching
or if we ever catch a case of "letting go."
But I, I am hopeful, I won't let go because I know where I want to go.

So as we walk from different ends of this dessert
to find ourselves half way at oasis,
I know the sun toasts you to crust
and grass is always greener on the other side;
but, I only ask of you one thing,

Don't be like me, don't let you memory get the best of you,
and make you forget that I love you, ever so dearly,
and like the heart in my chest that I often forget gives me breath,
I need you, I appreciate you, and I am grateful to have you in my life.