You asked me...
If I remembered the way it sounded...
The drum of your heartbeat against your chest-
Filling my ear as we settled in after
yet another long night of
Our limbs entangled as one-
Our breathing heavy and loud in
the air around us.
You asked me
if I remembered the way it sounded...
Your chilling whispers
of sweet nothings in my ear-
When you used to "sneak" up on me
and place gentle kisses to my neck and jaw-
Although I always heard you coming.
But I could not answer you...
For these scars within my heart and soul
must have silenced those memories
So you asked me
if I remembered the way it felt...
You loving me-
And even though the poorly healed
wound of my broken heart
ripped back open with
the force of forgotten
I just shook my head,
And simply answered