recall.

i lick my lips and i taste yours...
yes i still remember what they taste like, how could i forget...why would i want to?
i still remember what you do when you try to fall asleep, and how cute you are in the middle of trying to remember a thought....how your anxiety would make you jittery and how you couldnt make coffee for me but tried anyway time and time again because you know i gotta have it.  i remember how much you forget...and thats where we balance. 


(unfinished...in more ways than one)