Can you blame me for not being able to remember you even when I stare at your pictures?

I can not seem to recall the "memories" we made

Or the secrets we shared

Would you be able to reprimand me for feeling that you might be a fiction of my creative mind

Even when I know you were once here in flesh?

Im sorry,

that I'm beginning to forget your face,

Your laughter,

How your lips curved up to smile

The little wrinkles at the sides of your eyes

Your voice,

The warmth of your arms

Your love.

You.