Sometimes I forget

Sometimes I forget
the ache of losing you
and when it comes back to me
it feels as fresh as the first drew drops on a petal at dawn

Sometimes I forget
that you're not here

Sometimes I forget
the sound of your sublime laugh

Sometimes I forget
I can't feel the warmth of your voice
or its caress each time you speak my name

Sometimes I forget
I can no longer have the snugness
and strength of your embrace

Sometimes I forget
how it feels to have you beside me when the raindrops saturate my hair
or then sun kisses my skin

Sometimes I forget
what the myriad of ordinary days
are like when you were present

Sometimes I forget
how desperately I miss the opportunity
to grow old with you

Sometimes I forget
that when I close my eyes
you'll haunt me with your sweet smile
tethering yourself to a memory here or there

Sometimes I forget
I shall never know all the grey strands
on your beautiful head

Sometimes I forget
the echoes of your unfulfilled dreams and hopes

Sometimes I forget
the sting of the prickle of tears
until they surprise me during breakfast

Sometimes I forget
how much I love you

then
Sometimes, I wish I could forget