Memory is a careless thing;
I don’t recall, but I do, and
I regret it. It never seems
To be the right time or the right
Place. Is that what really happened?
I remember something different.
I tried to forget, to forget
You, to forget us. But there is
Always a trigger that comes in
The form of a photograph, a
Movie scene, a song that we once
Loved. I can be anywhere and then
In an instant, I am back there.
The video of my mind hits rewind,
and there we are, in the latest
version of a story that never
seems to end, although it did,
Many years ago.