Remember Me

Hello…
In years to come, will you remember me?
If we pass each other in the street would you stop, stare…remember.
Our touch, our rhythm, our time.
In years to come, if our eyes meet again, will they converse in silence?
Will they apologize, dry my tears and explain.
When you look at me, will you look at me and see me?
Will seeing me put a knowing smile on your face?
Will you long to hold me again, and if you do, will I know?
Or will you just stare at me, leaving me guessing, wondering, hoping…
In years to come, will you be a stranger to me
Will all our conversations be locked up with a sign: ‘to be forgotten’
Will you shake my hand as if you’d never touched my soul, taught my heart, spoken to my body?
Goodbye…